Mm...
That joking explanation was clearly rather ill-timed.
Though Wen Li was relaxed and didn't hide her confusion, she didn't dwell on the question.
After all, based on what she knew of his style, that answer meant it wasn't important.
"I need you to help me with something."
Facing the volunteer, who was listening attentively, Fu Qian didn't continue provoking Lord Yarakir. He got straight to the point.
Unfortunately, his words stirred up another ripple.
It sounded like he was simply asking someone to run an errand, with no hint of physical contamination. To Yarakir, the dream still had too little positive value.
This exchange wasn't just under surveillance; it could be cut off at any moment.
"According to your intelligence, is Taylor Gullard in Shangjing right now?"
Fu Qian's next question, however, calmed the ripple a little.
"He is."
Wen Li had clearly paid extra attention to anything related to Great Fortune Ming King, and answered almost instantly, with certainty.
"Good."
Fu Qian didn't hold back his praise.
"Based on my expectations, he'll likely visit his old rival Jiang En today to reminisce and confirm a few things. Can you follow him without being noticed?"
"Yes."
Miss Wen's answer was just as firm.
Of course, that was also because Fu Qian's question was on the cautious side. She was still a Mental System practitioner beneath demigodhood, after all. Against a vampire who had only just reached Intermediate Tier, it was a bit of a dimensional strike.
"After they meet, most of the conversation will probably be Taylor dropping hints, trying to confirm whether the recent corpse-scavenging incident in Shangjing was part of his old rival's scheme."
With Miss Wen being so dependable, Fu Qian continued without hesitation.
"Or even a larger scheme to destroy Shangjing."
At that last