Echoes

Fu Qian's words were startling, but Su Gao didn't react all that strongly. Clearly, she'd already been braced for it.

"That vision just now, the one that felt like a dream—was it to confirm this?"

Her mind still seemed quite clear.

"Yes."

Fu Qian raised his hands and removed two layers of masks, then sat down and took a sip of the tea in front of him.

"You said before that An Jing had only one emperor. It looks like there may be more than one after all."

He described the appearance of the person who had been sitting there moments ago, then gave his assessment.

"It seems she used something like mental contamination to achieve an effect even a demigod couldn't detect."

"If not for the unusual reaction in your body, we might never have realized she was there. To find her, I had to use some methods that affected the mind."

Fu Qian pointed at Su Gao's face.

"You must have noticed something yourself?"

"I was aware that my body had changed. Under normal circumstances, I would have thought about why, but just now, some force seemed to make me instinctively avoid looking into it."

Su Gao gazed at the seat beside her, lost in thought.

Someone had been sitting there the whole time—a Divine Envoy.

Fu Qian made it sound simple, but she could imagine some of the danger involved.

In other words, without her knowing, he had just faced off alone against a Divine Envoy with unfathomable methods.

And it didn't even look like he'd suffered much.

"Thinking back, that must have been the obscuring effect you mentioned."

"The Divine Envoys' methods really are strange. I was careless."

"That's not your fault. You were the first target, after all, so you had no chance to observe