Li Min, the best friend of Rachel, the spirited punk girl.
Honestly, if he needed someone's help, Rachel wasn't exactly the best choice. Neither her fighting skills nor her brains were particularly impressive.
But her friend was different. She had endured such torment that her body had collapsed, leaving only her head.
Though her strength was only a little greater, her brainpower was far superior.
And the last time he'd dealt with the two of them, Li Min had been grafted onto her best friend, with only her head left.
That had instantly upgraded Rachel's setup, giving her an astonishingly powerful external brain.
A duo like that being invited to this high-level gathering to "help" seemed far more plausible. Two-headed Rachel had some real strength.
Of course, for Fu Qian, a vague reason like that wasn't enough.
His judgment that Li Min was probably still attached to Rachel and had entered this mental space with her was based on Rachel's behavior so far.
First, there was how she'd concealed her identity. A distorted body combined with a mask was indeed a very clever approach, especially for transcendents who weren't good at changing their appearance.
And as far as he knew, both Li Min and Rachel were in that category.
But if Rachel had been alone, even after accepting Professor Fu's request to come help while concealing her identity, she probably wouldn't have thought things through so thoroughly.
Li Min's time spent in the Sea of Ashes might not have taught her how to reshape faces, but she'd probably gained plenty of experience in distorting bodies.
More importantly, there was how she'd performed against the other guests.
The people in the Dark Holy See were hardly pushovers.
And whether or not she'd looked a little worse for wear, making it this