You believe no one can question my virtue of respecting the old and honoring the worthy now, right?
Of course, Jia Keke hadn't been playing the fool while secretly holding back her strength. She hadn't merely seemed low-ranked while making a living in the Ji Clan; she'd already acquired extraordinary secrets and mastered a peerless Divine Skill.
As expected, the Night Watchers were the ones truly full of hidden talents. And Lady Needle Witch, supposedly a conservative, really was radical.
Fu Qian sighed inwardly.
That's right. Other than Kelin, whom he'd been spiritually acquainted with for ages, who else could it be?
The person speaking to him was, of course, Jia Keke. There were no flaws, and nothing seemed amiss.
Unless he'd known in advance and swept the place with his eye radar—though of course he'd known. After all, she was the one this celebration dinner had been arranged for.
Wen Li's achievements were certainly cause for joy, but Lady Kelin's determination was not to be underestimated either.
Now that the academy's affairs had come to an end and Old Man Stos and the others had left, it was clearly time to give this Second Order transcendent, who excelled at parasitism, a chance to get close to him.
For example, a "vehicle" that wouldn't attract much attention but could still interact with him.
At the same time, nothing he did in the process could seem deliberate.
Simply put, he had to reach the state of "I know that she doesn't know that I know."
All things considered, Jia Keke was undoubtedly a very suitable candidate.
And since she was outside the academy, there was plenty of time and room to maneuver.
Of course, despite all the thought he'd put into this, Fu Qian still wasn't sure whether she'd come.
But