Consort Mei

Sure enough, it was that day. Meng Qi gave a slight nod, confirming his own suspicion. Sima Shi was not a careless, disorderly person. If he had had enough time, he would certainly have restored the files to their original state, placing the extracted summary at the top so that the core details could be grasped at a glance. Only an unexpected incident occurring soon after he finished reading could have left them scattered across the desk like this.

Sima Shi had mysteriously disappeared the night he read this file. Could it be related?

Aside from the aftermath triggered by the emperor's sudden death, there seemed to be another possibility.

"Why is there no follow-up to this report?" Meng Qi pointed at the report concerning someone who had infiltrated the "Primordial Mother Origin Lord" sect.

Zu Cunshen looked rather worried. "This Wind-catching Secret Agent had always regularly sent back reports of what he saw. But after he began reciting scriptures and praying, he sent back only that initial report. Afterward, all contact was completely severed. This subordinate suspects that he suffered a terrible fate."

Meng Qi lightly tapped the file with his right index finger. "It may not have been a terrible fate. He could also have been bewitched by something supernatural and become a true believer of the Primordial Mother Origin Lord sect."

A deity capable of answering prayers and granting healing merely through the recitation of scriptures and prayers was certainly no ordinary being. Its manifested power and lofty divinity could gradually inspire piety and make people forget themselves; that was hardly surprising. Especially since the "Primordial Mother Origin Lord" might be an alias of Wusheng Laomu. This was the pinnacle of how evil cults had beguiled people's hearts since antiquity.

"The Chief Constable is absolutely right." Zu