The address the Leisen couple had given him wasn't far. It was close enough to reach with a leisurely stroll.
But Fu Qian was true to his word this time and had no intention of dropping by to take a look.
After sneering and tossing away the letter, he briefly got his bearings, then headed straight back the way he had come.
It wasn't that he doubted the address was real. Fu Qian even agreed with Lei: comparing the circumstances of different nightmares might indeed be meaningful.
But it wasn't meaningful enough.
As early as when Lei had described what he and his wife had been through, Fu Qian had already decisively chosen to play the part of an incorrigible fool.
Put simply, his earlier show of accepting reality during his conversation with Amira had been nothing more than a forced pretense—a false conversion to the faith.
Deep down, he had always believed that everything before him was the nightmare, and that he had to do whatever it took to return to "reality."
According to Lei, the cult had clearly investigated a considerable number of cases involving these sudden nightmare events, though they had done so in secret.
With the survivors of the World Within the Painting unable to offer any more valuable information, provoking a reaction by adopting such an extreme stance might involve some risk, but it was definitely an efficient choice.
Besides, as a fresh case, he had surveillance personnel right there beside him. It couldn't have been more convenient.
So activating Clear Dream to force this information out of them had been meant to be a waste of time from the start.
The cult would certainly check with the Leisen couple about what they had discussed. Combined with his own actions, it would be easy for