A warm invitation always brought joy when it was accepted.
Fu Qian had no doubt that Mr. Wenlos hated the butler. But with his beloved still clinging to the ceiling, liable to lose her human shape at any moment, this was clearly no time to vent his anger with his fists.
The chain reaction that followed was even more abrupt and jarring.
Not only had the couple both abandoned their beloved daughter, they hadn't even stayed for Natalie.
Fu Qian believed that, for her, nothing mattered more than seeing Jian's fate with her own eyes.
But all this dissonance would instantly make perfect sense—and even have precedent—if they added just one thing: someone had told them to do it.
Just like Jian had before.
As the saying went, "Do not introduce entities unnecessarily."
Fu Qian had always agreed with that.
After all the examinations so far, even the Wenloses, who wanted more than anyone for their daughter to be all right, had been forced to accept that a special will was attached to her, influencing her words and actions.
But Fu Qian had never given up on a much simpler guess.
What if they simply removed the presence whose motives were unknown and whose whereabouts were impossible to trace?
Jian's anomalies, along with everyone else's, had produced two eerily natural moments alone together. That was entirely because of the pair of "eyes" behind the scenes.
"It" wanted to meet Jian, and everyone had unconsciously made way for it.
This was no baseless fantasy. They had seen something similar before: if you turned Ill Omen's method of staying alive around, didn't it look rather like this?
Wherever the hunter went, Ill Omen would never be.
Wherever this presence went, the hunter would automatically be absent.
The core of the two methods