"Excellent, Stella."
As the names were recited one by one without the slightest change in tone, Fu Qian finally got what he wanted from that enormous face.
"Tell me about your connection to Lady."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The hint of surprise vanished almost instantly. Vivian frowned with perfect naturalness.
"I've never heard that name before."
"Did I get it wrong? Fair enough. A name alone doesn't prove much."
In the face of her denial, Fu Qian seemed exaggeratedly easygoing.
"How about adding another one?"
He blinked.
"Goto Hi?"
The innocence on the enormous face froze instantly.
Chief Yuan had given him two important pieces of information about the Sea of Ashes.
One was the coordinates mentioned earlier, and the other was the name of a certain fallen demigod.
There wasn't much in the records, but in a later conversation with Su Gao, he'd learned that the reason the demigod had entered the Sea of Ashes was that the Night Watchers had driven her in while hunting her down.
Of course, that wasn't enough to determine whether the one before him was the fugitive.
But Su Gao had also mentioned that the woman had eventually vanished under the noses of a group of people, without anyone noticing.
That fit Shattered Crown's characteristics far too well.
Still, even if she really was the fugitive, Fu Qian had no interest in playing the vigilante.
He'd come back because, when Su Gao described the incident, he'd had a certain thought: Could this fugitive be one of my predecessors?
Had she vanished by using something like the mask-removing trick to return to the Warehouse?
It was that lingering suspicion that had led Fu Qian to make no effort to hide the wound on his arm the first time he encountered