Within a dark red halo, the Teleportation Gate opened. The God King appeared with a smile that suggested everything was under his control. "Immortal Luo, are you heading back?" Luo Qian nodded stiffly. "Has Your Majesty come to see whether I'm carrying contraband?" The God King chuckled. "Of course not. I trust you, Immortal Luo." Even as he spoke, a strange light flickered in his eyes, sweeping over Luo Qian again and again.
Luo Qian was tense beyond measure, but he forced himself to appear calm. He glanced sideways at the God King without a word. For some reason, the God King kept scanning him and refused to let him leave. The God King was puzzled too. He had found nothing on Luo Qian, so why did he still feel uneasy?
His divine sense was exceptionally powerful, and his Spiritual Intuition was keen. He had always trusted it. Yet he had swept Luo Qian with a secret art four times and found nothing. The God King hesitated. He could hardly detain Luo Qian in the Divine Realm indefinitely on a hunch, but he was reluctant to let him go. Then a thought struck him. With Luo Qian's temperament, he should have grown impatient long ago. Instead, he had obediently submitted to the inspection without a single complaint. That was not normal!
A sly smile spread across the God King's face, like a fox that had caught a plump chick. Convinced of his own cleverness, he was about to test his deduction when Luo Qian spoke impatiently. "Your Majesty, did you need something? If not, I'm sorry, but I'm busy. I have a great deal of business waiting for me in the Immortal Realm." The God King looked as though he had been punched. He stepped aside dejectedly. "Safe travels, Immortal