"Never mind. Now wasn't the time to let our thoughts run wild."
Fu Xuan said gravely:
"The events in the divination have been distorted. We need to identify the distortions one by one and remove them. Otherwise, we can't trace your past any further."
"That sounds complicated." March 7th scratched her head.
"Just listening to you is making my brain grow. Can you explain it more simply?"
"..."
"Here." Fu Xuan pointed at the other Fu Xuan and instructed March 7th:
"Draw your bow. Use your weapon to shoot her."
March 7th obediently took out her bow and aimed an arrow at the manifested Fu Xuan.
Whoosh—
The arrow struck, and that Fu Xuan went down instantly, dissolving into specks of light.
"Heh... she really was weak."
March 7th was delighted. The battle she had expected never happened.
"But be careful. When the distortion is severe enough, you might run into a difficult opponent here."
Fu Xuan warned her earnestly:
"They can fight back..."
"Huh?"
March 7th's eyes widened, and her nerve faltered.
"Then... will Uncle Yang and Jing Yuan fight back? They won't use anything too powerful on me, will they?"
"Probably not. Deep down, you think of them as friends."
Fu Xuan looked toward the crowd:
"Hurry and find the source of the distortion. In my experience... it's likely someone who's here when they shouldn't be."
"I'm only a projection right now, so I can't help you much. You'll have to handle it yourself."
"Uh... okay."
March 7th walked toward the others, muttering:
"Who could it be...? I'll try talking to them first."
First, March 7th approached Welt.
"Uncle Yang! Hi!"
Welt adjusted his glasses, his expression grave:
"Little March, prepare yourself. The coming battle could be extremely dangerous."
"I have a vague, ominous feeling. Perhaps there are