No one understood Tool Person better than I did.
Facing his shocked audience, Fu Qian said that Crystal's intentions had been glaringly obvious.
Unseen Hill had clearly entered a "new era," yet she was still in a hurry to find Akasha.
And since the time she went missing coincided so closely with the Prophet's, it had only strengthened her desire to confirm whether Yuan Fang was alive—or find out what had happened to him.
From that perspective, this stakeout had really netted one fat rabbit.
Crystal was even more suited to the mission than Akasha.
And why the former was in such a hurry was easy enough to understand—
If the Spider Silk Queen could return, what about Akasha?
The name Akasha had essentially been tainted by the Spider Silk Queen.
And as a demigod, the latter was far more resilient. Even if something had gone wrong, it seemed entirely possible for her to be reborn and return.
But whether Akasha could keep her name through that process was another matter.
From that perspective, it meant her friend might be truly dead.
Even in the thoroughly despondent Unseen Hill, that was clearly a matter of grave importance.
In short, there could be only one reason the usually ill-tempered Crystal had patiently talked with him for so long: she wanted him to go inside and take a look.
"Sure enough, with someone like you, I can just say what I mean. I was overthinking it."
After a brief silence, Crystal's expression showed a hint of relief as she admitted it.
"Honesty helps people grow. And who taught you that conversational technique?"
Fu Qian smiled amiably.
"The Prophet... I saw him once after you left. He said that to me with a sigh."
Sure enough, Crystal hadn't come to that realization