"Is that Mind Reading?" Honglian tilted her head. "Shouldn't her ability be something like Personality Shaping or Memory Transfer?"
"Yes, I'm puzzled too. I'm afraid she's the only one who can tell us that." Chen Xuan pulled over a chair and sat beside the hospital bed. "Perhaps we can talk."
"Who—who exactly are you people?" Shelly immediately shrank back.
"We're ability-users who came looking for you because we want to save a friend." Chen Xuan smiled. "Can't you read minds? Read mine, and you'll know I'm not lying."
Surprise and fear gradually faded from her face. She seemed to sense that neither of them bore her any hostility.
That made Chen Xuan quietly breathe a sigh of relief. It was extremely difficult to make a stranger trust you completely, but if they could directly hear your thoughts, it would undoubtedly spare them a great deal of mutual probing.
"Listen. We can protect you, and we have the ability to do so." He decided to keep it brief. "But before that, you need to tell me how you transferred your memories into this person."
This was crucial.
He had to understand the entire transfer process before he could safely let her near Lin Qing.
"I—I don't have that kind of ability—"
"No, you do." Chen Xuan cut her off directly. "And we both know it, or I wouldn't be here."
With that, he grabbed her hand.
"Ah!" Shelly cried out in pain. "What are you doing?!"
"Chen Xuan?" Honglian asked worriedly. "You're scaring her."
"How could I be? This is what she wants to happen. Physical contact greatly improves the efficiency of your Mind Reading, doesn't it?" Chen Xuan said forcefully. "In that case, get a good look at everything I went through while searching for you!"
Shelly's struggle instantly stopped.