Wang Qi pushed open the door, then closed it behind him. At that moment, Zhen Chanzi quietly said, "Kid, did you feel it...?"
"Youjia is following us." Wang Qi snorted. "I noticed long ago."
Wang Qi was now at the Golden Core stage, and the Xiangyu Tianwei Technique had only just begun to take shape. As long as he observed one "facet," he could deduce part of the "whole." Within Hilbert space, the slightest movement of a point or line was extraordinarily obvious. His sensitivity even surpassed that of ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivators.
The moment Mao Zimiao mentioned "Sister Ai," Wang Qi realized that Chen Youjia had likely already met Mao Zimiao. After all, Chen Youjia was still conducting research with Ai Qinglan.
"Why didn't you go back and show your devotion in front of that little girl Chen Youjia?" Zhen Chanzi laughed. "Perhaps tonight, you could finish what you left unfinished in Divine Capital."
"Give me a break." Wang Qi sneered. "Do you think I'm stupid? Go over there now?"
"Not stupid." Zhen Chanzi teased. "So you merely didn't want to hurt that little girl, and casually said those things to fool the cat-eared girl?"
Wang Qi removed his ring and asked, "I've kept you with me all these years. You know perfectly well what I've done and what I've thought. So tell me—do you think what I said just now was true?"
"Most likely..."
After a while, Zhen Chanzi asked softly again, "Were you really crazy when you were young? This old man thought you were merely withdrawn."
"Then why did you still take me in?"
Zhen Chanzi laughed. "That hardly counts as a serious flaw. If you cannot even endure the hurdle of loneliness, then don't speak of secluded cultivation. And if you cannot cultivate in seclusion,