Zeng Anmin had no reason to doubt his own senses.
His martial arts combat power had already reached the fourth rank.
A high-grade martial artist was already among the absolute top echelon in this world.
Whether it was the five senses or the acuity of spiritual perception, he far surpassed ordinary people by too much.
Not to mention that he was also a fourth-rank Sage Confucian cultivator, making his perception of demonic aura and evil entities absolutely precise.
Demonic aura and evil entities that ordinary Confucian cultivators could not sense were things Extreme Confucian cultivators could detect with a casual sweep.
"Didn't you notice anything unusual?"
Zeng Anmin frowned at the bewildered Qin Wanyue.
Qin Wanyue blinked blankly. She looked around, then raised her head at Zeng Anmin in confusion.
"The light breeze in the courtyard blew the basket against the wall... that should be normal, right?"
She did not understand why Zeng Anmin was being so sensitive.
Zeng Anmin's brow remained furrowed.
He looked up at the basket that had fallen onto the ground in the courtyard, then slowly approached it.
Once his feet came to a stop, he slowly bent down and reached out to pick up the basket.
Then, a faint golden gleam slowly flickered in his eyes.
It was the manifestation of Vast Righteous Qi being activated.
In an instant, the surroundings of the basket came fully into view.
Vast Righteous Qi probed the environment around it.
After a long while.
"Nothing."
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes.
He could clearly sense that there was still not the slightest anomaly nearby.
"Maybe I was overthinking it."
He slowly let out a breath in his heart.
Then he stood and looked at Qin Wanyue with a smile.
"Sister Qin, it's late. I should head back."
"Alright... then."
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