Appearing just to crush that fluid humanoid obviously hadn't been because it offended him.
Others might not have noticed, but Fu Qian's eyesight was sharp enough to judge precisely.
Although the other party had swollen up, it was still just a little shorter than him.
The claim that they'd been eye to eye was nothing but a fabricated accusation.
Never forget your original purpose, and you'll see it through to the end.
After the series of actions he'd taken to confirm his partners' sincerity and commitment, Fu Qian had also set a clear objective for the project: cooperate with the testing and search for traces of the Dark Moon as thoroughly as possible.
If they really could find the Dark Moon, that would lend some credence to the theory that Lairding and the fog were real.
It would also confirm the most pessimistic possibility concerning the Pope.
He could practically confirm that the Celestial Cult had locked him in this nightmare for that very purpose. But even Amira and the other two clearly didn't understand the specifics of what the cult was doing.
There was even reason to suspect that this was exactly why the cult hadn't told them more.
The more unnecessary people who knew, the more likely they were to introduce variables that could interfere with the test.
In this situation, Fu Qian had chosen to observe and work things out on his own.
For example, Harriet—and the humanoid fluid from earlier.
Harriet's condition was clearly much worse than when he'd last seen her. And the pressure that had rapidly mounted when the bizarre fluid erupted after being provoked was also highly unusual.
This nightmare, so carefully set up by the cult, really was the fertile ground they'd described, promoting the growth of "contamination" and even pointing toward