This thing really wasn't just an ordinary illusion!
One piece of evidence was that I wasn't the only one who could see it.
As he summed up his findings, Fu Qian turned to look at the extra figure beside him.
"What's this? Manager Sunny, are you planning to open another branch here?"
That was right. The woman who had appeared without a sound was none other than Lady Sunny, the legendary shopkeeper who supposedly never entered a blessing.
At that moment, her golden hair seemed to shine brighter than ever.
There was no doubt that Fu Qian's greeting had startled her.
She had been standing there, slowly reaching out into the air to grab the insects that seemed as though they shouldn't exist.
When Fu Qian moved, she had undoubtedly grasped at nothing.
Sunny made no further attempt. She sprang to the side almost instantly and watched him warily.
"Don't be nervous. Are you surprised I can still move?"
Seeing her reaction, Fu Qian let out a low chuckle.
"Please, sit down. I can certainly explain that. Just as I'm curious why you broke your own rule."
"You're a demigod? Otherwise, there's no reason you'd be able to resist..."
Having abandoned her business, Sunny had clearly lost the composure she'd shown in her shop. She didn't respond to his invitation to sit, instead fixing Fu Qian with a furrowed brow. A moment later, she cried out in alarm.
"That's right. But I don't care for fame, so I'm always discreet when I go out."
Fu Qian readily admitted it, even tapping the mask on his face.
Sunny's question wasn't unreasonable. The giant dragon's afterimage had been countless times more disorienting than a single butterfly. Anyone else would have been at her mercy by now.
"That trick you just used was