"There's no time. I can't explain in detail. You can think of it this way: an abnormality of my own confirmed that the space before us is a spirit world. Our thoughts, words, and actions are all being monitored. [One] can control [Wu Tiansheng]'s actions. Once he steals our thoughts, we have no chance of winning."
Qin Manjiang spoke rapidly.
Chen Xin was someone who believed in reason and facts. Until Qin Manjiang provided detailed evidence, he simply couldn't believe such a bold conjecture.
Seven independent spirit worlds?
With [One]'s consciousness intervening in every one?
And Wu Tiansheng was the owner of this spirit world?
Everyone's words and actions, even their thoughts, could be stolen?
This was just... a little too absurd.
"No matter what you intend to do next, I can't believe what you're saying unless you explain your reasoning," Chen Xin insisted.
Qin Manjiang wasn't annoyed. He simply spoke even faster.
"Snow."
"The snow is the best evidence."
"Even if this is a spirit world, something like snow should still appear according to some kind of pattern," he said, looking at Chen Xin.
Chen Xin nodded. Indeed, even if this was a spirit world, the snow couldn't simply come and go.
Besides, once the snow started coming and going, that would instead indicate that it had some real significance.
"So far, there have only been two times when it wasn't snowing."
Qin Manjiang looked at Chen Xin. "The first was after Lin Ruonan died. This is the second."
"This is Hu Feifei's invitation. The appearance of writing on it means she's dead. With her death, the snow stopped."
Then Qin Manjiang immediately asked Chen Xin, "Think carefully about yesterday's weather. The wind and snow went from light to heavy, and began turning into a blizzard in the evening."