Behind the Conspiracy
"Thanks for your effort."
Though Fu Qian was an unexpected guest, he was a gracious host.
Facing Selena, who seemed a little hesitant, he made no attempt to pressure her. Instead, he turned to Wen Li and pointed to the tea set in the distance.
"Coming right up."
With a gentle smile, the latter rose to show off her tea-making skills. As a dignified Fourth-Order Transcendent, she had no apparent aversion to this sort of work.
"You look much better than you did the last time we met."
Having finished making the arrangements, Fu Qian turned back to Selena and started making casual conversation, giving her plenty of time to gather her thoughts.
"If we're talking about looking well, Mr. Fang, you're clearly in much better shape."
Though Fu Qian's hospitality had not dispelled Selena's wariness, it did make her reconsider her own attitude.
He had a terrible personality, used ruthless methods, and had even violently seized several of the Gullard Family's Secret Treasures. Still, in theory, he had helped them more than once. Was she being a little too unfriendly? No, she wasn't!
Once she had tallied up his past offenses, Selena felt far more justified.
Besides, her remark hadn't been mere politeness.
Though they had been apart only a short time, this mysterious demigod seemed even more unfathomable than before. She couldn't read him at all—though one of his arms did seem noticeably less nimble.
For those who had entered the realm of Divine creatures, physical injuries alone were hardly worth worrying about.
Especially not for this man.
At the thought, a scene she had always tried to forget surfaced in her mind once more: that "cocoon" that had nearly crushed her to pieces.
But then again, for someone with this man's control over flesh