"Subconscious?" Insight Eye followed the voice and saw Qiu Yan's figure come into view.
"That's right." When Qiu Yan's voice first arrived, he had still been far away, but by the time Insight Eye finished speaking, he was already before them. "Since you all believed you had fallen into a trap, you would naturally think in that direction. Among so many people, as long as the majority believed Qiu had resorted to trickery and intended to act, it would directly affect the surroundings. That was why the carriage vanished."
"Oh?" Thick Armor stepped forward, shielding the others as he stared coldly at Qiu Yan. "Whatever the reason, we have ultimately entered your jar. I have heard that when two armies clash, envoys are not slain. Though the northern front is currently unfavorable, our Heaven's Will forces still hold the eastern front. Both sides have fought bitterly, with victories and defeats shared between us; who will claim the deer remains unknown. At such a time, we came here in person precisely to show our sincerity. Yet you speak so pleasantly while setting a trap and drawing us into this illusion!"
Taking everything that had happened into account, Thick Armor naturally reached this conclusion after some thought. Otherwise, this situation of Creation from Nothing could not have appeared so easily.
Yet even after understanding this, he could not help feeling like a rat wary of breaking a vase, as though he had fallen into the other side's hands. Still, his bearing did not weaken in the slightest. Following the threads and signs of the matter, he naturally realized that while they were in the pavilion, they had been enveloped by the strange power flowing from those threads and brought here.
The more clearly he thought it through, the less certain he felt.