What You Know Is Too Much

Behind the curtain, the tea's fragrance filled the air. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

At Fu Qian's inexplicable remark, Nepheli, seated across from him, seemed unreal for a split second, as if she might vanish at any moment.

But she was, after all, a legendary divine emissary. The strange feeling passed in an instant, and she didn't drop her teacup or leap to her feet. Instead, she looked up and fixed her gaze on Fu Qian.

At Fu Qian's side, his chief enforcer, Su Demigod, had already risen without a sound, her hand resting on her curved sword.

"Is Mr. Dancy joking?"

In the tense standoff, Nepheli was the first to speak. Her voice betrayed no emotion.

"I am."

Fu Qian confirmed her suspicion and gestured for Su Gao to sit down.

"Just got carried away and wanted to liven things up."

The back-and-forth within a minute had managed to liven up the atmosphere in quite the opposite way.

"If you're wondering how the Night Watchers will explain this, there's no need to play with fire."

After a long silence, Nepheli's gaze grew even deeper.

"So An Jing Shizhi's actions aren't playing with fire?"

Facing the pressure of a divine emissary, Fu Qian countered with an unruffled question.

"They are. But the whole point of playing with fire is knowing how not to get burned."

"So far, Yasui Company's actions have all stayed within the rules, haven't they?"

"Neither the Miracle Potion nor that infamy game ever forced innocent people to participate. If anything, they even responded to calls for charitable action."

"Even if infamy has now become tangible, to pin the blame on An Jing Shizhi, you'd first have to prove that it affects people's perceptions, and then prove that this is connected