Luo Fan looked at the Golden Weird Mirror in his hand, his expression darkening completely.
A line of words floated conspicuously on the antique mirror's surface, as though afraid he might not see it clearly.
I don't know.
You don't know again!?
Luo Fan fell silent for a moment, then reached to his waist and drew the Demon-Breaking Dagger.
The milky-white edge of Innate Yang Steel lit up the dim carriage. Its light was warm and gentle, but when it fell across the Golden Weird Mirror's surface, the entire mirror trembled slightly.
"You didn't know the identity of Lin Wanqing, the form the Qipao Weird took. Fine."
Luo Fan gently tapped the mirror with the back of the Dagger, producing crisp clinks. His voice was as flat as a frozen lake, without the slightest ripple, yet every word carried a chill. "But now you don't even know where An Xiaoran went? Tell me, what use are you to me?"
The words on the mirror quickly vanished, immediately replaced by a new line. The writing was noticeably more hurried than before, like someone anxiously pleading for their life.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you. She possesses a divinity, and divinity is an existence above concept-level power. I can't even see through concept-level power. An Xiaoran possesses a divinity, so I can't discern any information about her. Isn't that perfectly reasonable?"
Luo Fan stared at those words for a long while.
In fact, he had already thought of that explanation himself.
Divination failed to work on his father-in-law and Mother-in-law because they possessed Concept Level power, and Concept Level power stood above rules.
But divinity was an existence above even concept-level power, and the Golden Weird Mirror could not even see through concept-level power.
Since An Xiaoran possessed a