The Fatty's worries weren't unfounded. They really had tampered with things just now, because Lu Qin knew full well that the order of the plaques would determine a great deal.
Not long ago, as everyone rushed toward the plaques, Lu Qin had ordered Shao Tong to alter the memories of Jiang Cheng and the other two. In their minds, the plaques had already been arranged when they arrived. In reality, the wooden plaques could still be moved around at the time; they had only settled into place after Lu Qin rearranged them.
But now, everything was set in stone.
The Night Watch had chosen Lu Qin to carry out this plan, so she was bound to be capable. She had noticed the anomaly Jiang Cheng had discovered, too, but had kept quiet about it.
The eyes of everyone who had just fallen victim to the trap were trembling, as though they were experiencing a dream. When someone else was caught, however, the person before them became completely still. If not for their heartbeat and body heat, they would have looked just like the dead.
It was like a relay race, with a new runner waiting to replace the old one at any moment.
They had all clearly seen Shecainv reach out and grab Zhang Qizheng. He had looked terribly flustered, stammering, "Shecainv—you're Shecainv, aren't you?" The words had come out of nowhere.
Zhang Qizheng was an experienced hand at these missions. He wouldn't say something pointless in a situation like this, so Lu Qin judged that Shecainv had latched onto him and had probably asked him questions about his identity.
The dreams experienced by those who had fallen victim to the trap had to be related to tonight's events. The most likely explanation was that these "defeated soldiers" were being