There was actually an unexpected bonus.
The person he'd wanted to question—the prophet—was already in no condition to answer, but someone else had stepped in to fill in the gaps.
Although the content was a little abstract, Fu Qian had no complaints at that moment. He was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of having his cerebral cortex rubbed raw.
Well, when it came to wealthy families, anyone who'd watched enough idol dramas knew that things getting a little complicated was perfectly normal.
"I get it. So after you came here and discovered how crazy this place was, you decided to get ahead of me and take his place. The 'Eternal Night' plan was how you intended to do it, and you even put together a team for the job..."
Though he appreciated the explanation, it still wasn't polite to leave the other person hanging. Without breaking stride, Fu Qian casually summed up A'wei's actions.
"I have to say, you've got a good eye. The people you picked are all pretty capable, including Sophia. Where did you find her?"
He even remembered to offer a bit of businesslike flattery, showing his approval of the team, which seemed to consist of only four people so far.
"On the other side of the door. Same as me."
By then, Fu Qian had already turned a full half-circle, and the ghostly souls following him had been swirled into a vortex.
Apart from his battered armor and tragic air, though, there was no sign that he felt the slightest discomfort.
For a moment, A'wei seemed unsure what to make of him. He answered the question with a hint of wariness.
The other side of the door—the fireless Unseen Hill. Was that where everyone sent here ended up first?
So that place really did represent what