I stared at Ye Zhengyi in shock, while the other two people in the room remained perfectly calm. Their composure made me look at them more closely. I could sense that something was off.
All sorts of thoughts sprang to mind. The more I thought about it, the more shocked I became, but I still couldn't be sure whether my suspicions were right.
The room stayed quiet for a long while before I finally broke the silence.
"Master Xuanqing..." I asked, with some difficulty.
That answer shouldn't have surprised me. I should have realized it long ago.
Master Xuanqing had always been an unofficial member of Greenleaf. When Greenleaf's members disappeared, he was the one who contacted me and told me the basics about the supernatural. We'd first met by chance at Workers and Peasants Sixth Village, when we were dealing with the Gathering Yin Basin.
In an instant, I began to question everything I'd experienced over the past year.
Greenleaf's people had been keeping an eye on me for a long time, and they'd long intended to use my ability as a tool. I knew that. I'd suspected it from the very beginning.
But only now did I realize how much "effort" they'd been making behind my back.
The next thought that sprang to mind was all the files I'd first come across and then successfully brought home.
All the records, all the assignments, all the supernatural incidents...
Once you started thinking in terms of conspiracies, you couldn't control your imagination. Anyone would be the same.
I'd merely thought Greenleaf's people were ruthless—too ruthless—and crazy—too crazy. That was all.
"Ye Qing knew? And Wu Ling..." I couldn't believe it. "What about Liu Miao? He... his parents were..."
I suddenly remembered that Ye Qing had met Wu Ling because of