This speculation stirred his heart slightly. If that was truly the case, then for Jin'er, who cultivated the Myriad Beings Way and had clones spread everywhere, he might become her greatest "variable," perhaps even her "nemesis."
However, this was not the time to investigate the matter further.
The most urgent task was to deal with that clown on the arena—Shi Wufeng.
He gathered his thoughts and stopped paying attention to Jin'er's clone.
Together with Miss Tantai, he disappeared into the increasingly bustling streets of the Imperial City in the early morning, heading toward the arena outside the city.
The instant he turned and left, the demure maid's brows furrowed ever so slightly.
She unconsciously raised a finger and gently pressed it to her brow, a trace of faint confusion and alarm flashing through her eyes.
Just a moment ago, she had seemed to sense something.
It felt as though the mysterious unified connection between this clone, her true body, and her other clones had been briefly "touched" by a cold, profound gaze.
Though the sensation vanished in an instant and was impossibly vague, it filled her with inexplicable unease.
"Was it him? Gu Sheng..."
Jin'er's clone stared in the direction Gu Sheng had left, her expression shifting.
"Or... am I overthinking it? How could the connections of the Myriad Beings Way be so easily seen through?"
She shook her head and suppressed her doubts.
Then she resumed the appearance of an ordinary maid and blended into the busy morning crowds of the Myriad Treasure Hall.
A hundred li outside the eastern gate of the Heavenly Origin Imperial City.
This place was not flat, open ground, but a broad valley encircled by mountains.
The center of the valley had long been leveled and reinforced, where a massive bluestone arena had been