Pretending to have earned the gods' favor was indeed one explanation for the "blue eyes"—and a seemingly reasonable one at that.
Although this was essentially just idle chatter while they waited, Fu Qian could tell that Clara, mysterious as she might seem, was still just an ordinary person at heart.
But that didn't mean their conversation was worthless.
From the beginning, it had been clear that she was interested in one question: as visitors to this city, what did they think of Lanfeilai? After all, Fu Qian had been wondering the same thing.
She was an unusual person with a peculiar request, yet she knew this place exceptionally well. How she felt about all this—especially the Unassailable—was well worth considering.
And Clara's stance seemed clear: she thought the thing was useless.
Her opinion was almost identical to that of the dancer he'd met earlier.
It had to be said: that was a reasonable and interesting answer.
It was common knowledge that traditions carrying people's hopes and aspirations often had remarkable staying power.
They didn't need to work. The comfort they offered alone could help them endure for centuries.
In fact, if they did work, their continued existence would be at risk.
That was why Fu Qian thought Clara's view made sense, and why he had deliberately asked the dancer about her experience using it.
But here was where things got interesting: Fu Qian was equally certain that the Unassailable worked now.
Its exact effects might not necessarily include warding off disasters or preventing pregnancy, but its supernatural power definitely existed.
That confidence came from being the one who wielded its authority.
How could he explain the contradiction?
Were the users simply too blessed to realize it?
And although it really did work, had it never attracted the greed or suspicion