An Jing Shizhi was dead?
The news Xiumeng had brought was undoubtedly a bombshell.
Hardly anyone in the supernatural community could claim not to know Emperor An Jing's name.
He was a Second Order, recognized as such by multiple parties, and just one step away from the legendary New God. Though he had been in poor condition for a long time, few people would ever have associated him with death.
The news was explosive, to say the least. For a moment, almost everyone was shaken.
But being shaken was one thing... I admit you've brought us some earth-shattering news, but what the hell does his death have to do with us?
So much so that we had to listen to this ear-splitting news first thing in the morning. Were we somehow the ones who killed him?
As reasonable, educated people, we were clearly not satisfied with that answer after the initial shock. If anything, our indignation only grew.
It was right, but not entirely right. Though now it all made sense.
While the victims freely voiced their opinions, the newly minted demigod and guardian of the academic atmosphere, Professor Fu Qian, instantly put the pieces together and figured out what was going on.
So they really had come because of An Jing Shizhi. It was just that the initial motive had been unexpected.
Certainly, whether An Jing Company wanted it or not, the news of An Jing Shizhi's death would eventually come out. But wasn't this a little too fast?
A period of seclusion, an illness, a refutation, some tributes—the whole routine could easily buy someone that important a year or two. How had they failed to keep a lid on it after just a few days?
As for why Xiumeng had come here, it certainly wasn't because they'd