Recognizing Fu Qian, Yuan Shan was clearly quite surprised.
"It's been a long time since we last met."
She looked him up and down with interest.
"I thought you'd left Shangjing."
"The spiritual energy here is concentrated, making it an excellent place to cultivate. Why would I leave so easily?"
Fu Qian smiled at the Night Watcher's chief.
It was clear that she'd had plenty of free time lately. She even had time to go shopping.
"Chief Yuan, you seem a little disappointed?"
"I am. With someone as lawless as you out of the picture, things are a lot more peaceful! Shangjing only just returned to normal not long ago."
Yuan Shan admitted it without the slightest hesitation, openly declaring Fu Qian a dangerous criminal who threatened public order.
But the smile on her face suddenly froze the next moment, and her composure vanished.
The demigod stared fixedly at Fu Qian, her red lips parting as she looked almost frightened.
"You... advanced?"
After looking him up and down several times, Yuan Shan spoke in disbelief.
As expected of a demigod—her senses were incredibly sharp!
He'd only met Yuan Shan a few times, and they weren't particularly close.
What's more, he was wearing the Messenger, a mask that could conceal one's aura to some extent. And she'd still noticed.
"...It hasn't even been two months!"
Yuan Shan shook her head unconsciously.
"You had some impressive tricks before, but you clearly hadn't crossed that threshold yet. I can't believe you did it so quickly!"
"Is that why you've been absent lately? You were preparing your ritual?"
"You could say that!"
Truthfully, Fu Qian still wasn't sure what ritual requirement he'd fulfilled.
The only thing he could think of was killing Li Weixuan while he was in a demigod state.
In a sense,