The curse pattern they had cleaned off Fu Qian after their last expedition to the Gods' Burial Ground had prompted some unusual suspicions about Su Gao's condition.
Especially during the time he'd helped her ascend to demigodhood—the anomaly that had occurred in that Forbidden Zone had left a deep impression on Fu Qian.
It had certainly stirred some higher powers into action.
And now, with the Academy in trouble, the crowds gathered there had grown almost too lively. Still, it had offered a good opportunity to conduct a few comparisons without delving too deeply.
So far, things looked reassuring.
Aside from her astonishing abilities and remarkable perception, Su Gao had shown nothing too unusual. At least, she still seemed like an "independent building."
The strange events from before could perhaps be explained, for now, as the same thing that had happened to him when he'd been a blank-slate demigod: he'd been too popular.
As for why Su Gao had passed the Night Watchers' political screening while he still had these concerns about her?
Just look at the Night Watcher elites he'd met so far.
Needle Witch Kelin aside, after all, moral character could be easy to hide sometimes, and people could change over time.
Yuan Shan's teacher, Old Man Henry, was a much clearer example.
He was not only bound by a divine oath, but was also a cat kept by both sides.
Simply passing the Night Watchers' assessment was hardly proof of anything.
Of course, Su Gao had already passed his preliminary assessment.
It had been overseen personally by the Academic Leader, so it did carry some weight.
"Thank you."
The whole process had also benefited from the help of another volunteer.
As he spoke, Fu Qian took the fish without a second thought about how badly it had