Chen Yi turned sideways, blocking in front of Donggong Ruoshu.
The man who claimed to be the Hidden Crown Prince merely smiled faintly and glanced to the side.
His subtle movements and gaze were easy to interpret; rather than targeting Donggong Ruoshu, he seemed to have stumbled upon something interesting, chuckling knowingly and remaining detached from the situation.
Even so, Chen Yi's vigilance did not relent, instead intensifying a bit. They had explored this space beneath the tower for several days, yet it was their first encounter with an entity capable of communication and possessing intelligence. Observing the words and actions of the Hidden Crown Prince, one couldn't discern how long he had stayed beneath this tower.
Ten years, a hundred years, or... nearly two thousand years?
Chen Yi's gaze subtly withdrew, inadvertently scanning Qing Yuan, whose master seemed pensive, possibly having anticipated the appearance of the Hidden Crown Prince.
