"Thanks for your efforts, both of you."
Seeing Fu Qian accept the chips with such helpful enthusiasm, Moglin finally relaxed a little and smiled.
"It was nothing."
Fu Qian didn't waste any more time. He put away both chips of mercy, looking eager to pass along the thank-you gift.
Of course, this heartwarming display of human kindness completely fell apart on Moglin's face as soon as Fu Qian and Yuan Shan had walked about twenty meters away.
"What's going on?"
At the same time, Yuan Shan finally couldn't hold back her question.
"Aren't we going to look for Alan? And who was that Ross you just asked about?"
"No. I think we've disturbed someone interesting."
Fu Qian shook his head, strolling along with an easygoing air.
"That Ross was watching us just now."
Huh?
His words startled Yuan Shan.
She had considered that Ross might not be entirely made up, but they'd only just started acting, and someone was already watching them?
Was this situation really so complicated?
Was her teacher genuinely contributing to harmony in Night Holy Capital instead of just messing around?
Most importantly, as a dignified demigod, how had she failed to notice she was being watched?
"Are you sure? I didn't sense a thing."
She asked in disbelief, only to receive a scornful look the next moment.
"Are you Second Order, or am I?"
Fu Qian gave a cold laugh.
"It's not about what you think. It's about what I think."
I...
A higher rank could crush you with a single step. Chief Yuan struggled several times, but in the end, she could only suppress the turmoil inside her.
She didn't want to admit it, but this was a Second Order that her teacher had personally acknowledged—and she'd already been looked down on for that once.