Tian Bufan's words immediately gave Lin Yi all sorts of ideas, but he quickly shook his head.
Now was not the time to dwell on them.
"Forget it. This is only my guess, anyway." Tian Bufan shook his head too. "We have too few clues about the Night Watchman. Let's see after you've had a few more dreams."
"What other clues do you have about Maozi? What else did he go through?" Tian Bufan asked.
Lin Yi said, "Maozi... had a bit of bad luck. He got the Angel Sculptures chasing him."
Tian Bufan's expression turned a little awkward too, but he still said, "Hmm... if it's him, a bit of bad luck is a good thing."
"Huh?"
"After all, he has this... 'asshole aura.'"
"'Sword aura'?"
"As in being an asshole," the honest-looking Wei Shan said. "When everyone's busy, nobody notices, but once things quiet down, you can't help wanting to beat him up."
The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched. "Maozi does have a pretty obnoxious mouth..."
"Go on," Tian Bufan said.
Lin Yi adjusted his frame of mind and continued, "Before I talk about the 'Angel Sculptures,' I need to introduce a few concepts for entities that are even more... difficult to describe in concrete terms."
Tian Bufan nodded with interest. "Go ahead. I'm listening."
Watching this, Wei Shan revealed a goofy smile.
Kuai Hongji saw it and couldn't help reaching out to nudge him.
Wei Shan hurriedly wiped the smile off his face.
At that moment, even Lin Yi himself hadn't realized that, compared to their discussion on the night of May 7, his and Tian Bufan's roles in the conversation had seemingly reversed.
Tian Bufan had become the listener.
"First, according to Mu Daxian, the thing we call a 'Concept-Level Sculpture' isn't actually a 'sculpture.'