Time was limited, so naturally, he had found very little.
But based on the information he had gathered, the other party was merely the son of a teahouse owner.
He was a neighbor of Mu Tan Song's family's Ancient Wood Xuan.
That matched exactly what the young man on the phone had told him.
And yet, this young man was willing to come here and stand up for someone over such a tenuous connection.
Looking at it that way, perhaps this guy only looked bookish, but was actually the sort of nerd who was fiercely loyal to his friends.
At the thought, the tension that had suddenly seized Eldest Brother's nerves eased a little.
"Mm. Just me."
Xiao Xiao nodded, his expression calm.
Then he turned his head. "Fei Fei."
At some point, his dark eyes had turned a brilliant gold.
Not like the blazing sun, but like golden Liuli—gorgeous and cold, devoid of emotion, without a ripple.
"Fei Fei~"
The little white demon opened its silver-blue eyes. Starry whirlpools formed and vanished within them, drawing in all the light around them.
Eldest Brother's clear gaze froze, then gradually lost focus, growing hazy.
"Thump~"
Eldest Brother's head struck the fine redwood table with a crisp sound.
Even so, Eldest Brother seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, completely unresponsive.
"Let's begin."
Xiao Xiao spoke softly.
"Fei Fei~"
Fei Fei gave a soft, sweet cry.
With Xiao Xiao's help, it could forcibly send its target into a deep sleep.
That way, it could cast its illusion.
When truth becomes false and false becomes true, what is nothing may become something, and what is something may become nothing.
Sometimes, who could really tell what was real and what was false?
"Ah!"
Eldest