The Workshop (11)
The deluxe edition made your eyes see stars?
At that moment, Fu Qian said nothing. He simply offered a quiet assessment of the sudden phenomenon.
He called it that because it was clearly an illusion, not hundreds or thousands of fireflies suddenly appearing inside the car.
And although all it would take was a thought for Fu Qian to make them vanish, he didn't rush to do so.
Just as he hadn't stopped Lady Yingzhu when she made her move earlier, instead watching with eager anticipation.
That's right. The illusion had indeed been created deliberately by the examiner.
And the thing she'd relied on was the object in her box: a strangely shaped ring with an enormous golden bead on top.
The ring itself was gold, of course.
Although she'd put on the jewelry quickly, Fu Qian had still seen the contents of the box clearly in that fleeting glance.
He was even quite certain that the surface of the ring's golden bead wasn't smooth. It was covered in crisscrossing marks, making it look at first glance like a miniature globe.
Though it only looked like one. In reality, it was a miniature Golden Holy Garment.
The moment he saw it, Fu Qian knew it was the same kind of thing as the glove on his left hand—the sort used in underground ruin expeditions.
As he'd said before, he had indeed found the organization Sage and the others belonged to.
He just didn't know whether those old acquaintances had made it back safely.
"Don't worry. They won't really burn out your eyeballs. They'll only obstruct your vision a little before you reach your destination."
As Fu Qian reminisced about the past, Lady Yingzhu's voice sounded beside him again.
"As long as you don't resist too much,