Given Yi Jue's intelligence, it was perfectly normal for her to remember Feng Jun's hand seals after watching him perform them twice, especially since he had gone very slowly the second time. It would have been abnormal if she could not remember them.
Feng Jun was not worried about that. The hand seals for the Big Shot's various hidden troves were broadly similar, but the patterns of variation were exceedingly strange—he believed there were rules to them, yet even he could not summarize those rules. Yi Jue was probably no better at it than he was.
So, Yi Jue remembering a single sequence of hand seals would not harm the Big Shot in any way. Otherwise, it would not have let Feng Jun perform them publicly. This time, he had even performed them twice.
However, that was not what Feng Jun cared about. What mattered was her trust in him. "You believe I didn't make a mistake?"
"A mistake?" Yi Jue paused, then understood what he meant and laughed. "You would not hide a hidden trove even in front of Qian Zhong and Xuanyuan Buqi. Would you have any reason to hide something from me?"
"As for me wanting to see the hidden trove, you know I merely wanted to take a look. Why would you deliberately keep it from me? All right, I know what you are thinking... This little hidden trove is not enough to make you distrust me, nor is it enough to make me doubt you."
"Thank you for your trust, Fairy Yi Jue." Feng Jun cupped his hands, but in the next moment, both hands froze in midair. "Hm?"
He stood there in a daze for nearly five seconds before returning to normal. "Fairy Yi Jue, could you perform the hand seals a few more