Ji Boxiong, president of the Heaven's Will Merchant Association, and the old man in luxurious robes had their entire conversation overheard by Lin Suisui.
Last time, Zhi Ming had personally promised her not to interfere in Qin Guan's affairs. Yet he still dared to secretly have the Heaven's Will Merchant Association investigate and gather information.
This greatly angered Lin Suisui.
In the room, her thoughts churned as she pondered something unknown.
"Suisui, what's wrong?"
Seeing Lin Suisui's strange expression, Qin Guan asked curiously.
"Someone's secretly plotting against you."
Lin Suisui looked at Qin Guan and smiled.
Qin Guan frowned. "Who's plotting against me?"
"The Mandate Temple," Lin Suisui said flatly.
Upon hearing the four words "Mandate Temple," Qin Guan was startled. The spirit of the Primordial Dao Root he sought was very likely in their possession.
"I haven't provoked them. Why are they targeting me?" Qin Guan asked Lin Suisui in confusion.
"You should have already sensed something during the trial in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower."
As she spoke, Lin Suisui plopped down onto the edge of the bed, her pair of long, jade-white legs gently swinging back and forth.
Qin Guan frowned at her words, unable to help recalling that, back in the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, there had indeed been a faint, concealed aura that seemed to be spying on him.
At the time, that power had hidden itself deeply and vanished in a flash. Since he had failed to catch it afterward, he had not given it much thought.
"That was the Divine Illumination of Zhi Ming, the Hall Master of the Mandate Temple. He wanted to peer into your origins, but the treasure on your person blocked it," Lin Suisui suddenly said.
Qin Guan looked at Lin Suisui. "But I haven't offended them either. Why