Now this was what you called the power of teamwork shining through.
The information Old Master Li He shared was clearly quite interesting, and Fu Qian believed it was precisely his repeated displays of candor that had finally convinced the old man.
Otherwise, no matter how dire the situation, why would he reveal such a secret to a demigod of unknown origins?
From the way he'd improvised a weapon just now, it was clear the old man liked to keep something in reserve. Add to that his former position as the academy's dean, and it wasn't surprising that he had some information tucked away.
In fact, this was one of the potential extra benefits Fu Qian had imagined might come from the team's operation.
But from the look on Jining's face, it was obvious she was hearing this for the first time, too.
The special experience Old Master Li had mentioned felt far from simple. It had made him exceedingly tight-lipped.
Of course, that was beside the point. By bringing up this information now, the old man had made his meaning clear: he was offering his judgment on the cause of their predicament—
A "face" hidden within an ancient bloodline had reappeared in the world because of a newborn with a unique constitution. It had connected with some higher power, creating their predicament and the corruption.
Given what they knew so far, it was indeed a very smooth theory—just as smooth as Fu Qian's own theory about the Tree Infant.
That was right. Fu Qian didn't doubt the truth of the information Old Master Li had provided, but he reserved judgment on the old man's conclusions.
Believing in the power of a team and trusting its members were two different things.
Recognizing that everyone had their limitations was one