Overwhelmed by the favor.
Faced with Lady Nepheli's interest, Fu Qian took her at her word without a second thought, interpreting it as a senior's recognition of his professional abilities.
Though his body was mortal, his knowledge and thinking weren't limited, so it was perfectly reasonable for her to look forward to seeing what he could do...
Besides, in all fairness, Lady Nepheli had handled the situation rather well.
Since she couldn't explain away the small inconsistency, she might as well make a bigger one and defend her actions from another angle.
It might have seemed like making a mountain out of a molehill, but the small inconsistency was already on its way to becoming a major problem. If she didn't do something, she was about to be mobbed.
And it seemed to be working. Looking at the hands pointing at him, Fu Qian could feel everyone's attention shifting. A second version of the story was taking shape—
Nepheli was indeed interested in Wen Li's captive, but she wasn't on the same side and had no intention of rescuing him. She was simply amused and curious.
The reason she was the first to step forward was that she wanted to see how the target would react to those methods of torture.
She hadn't cared about the others' circumstances either, which was why she'd used such reckless methods without worrying about any dire consequences.
"So you think it was just a coincidence, and that the changes in him had nothing to do with the poison in us?"
Having clearly understood the point, Wen Li casually summarized Nepheli's position for her.
"Yes and no."
But the latter's languid air only grew more pronounced, and her words became increasingly ambiguous.
"Subjectively, yes. As far as I'm concerned, it was pure coincidence.
"But at