Fang Che looked up.
Only to see a figure slowly floating out from the eighth floor.
At the moment this person floated out, it seemed as if a sun suddenly appeared in the sky.
Fang Che's ears twitched.
He faintly heard a low gasp coming from other rooms on different floors.
"Deity of the Sun!"
This voice was very faint, and the surprise within it was not very strong.
Fang Che instantly understood: the voice was a reminder for him.
He didn't look over; if he did, it would basically be returning kindness with betrayal in such a situation—someone kindly reminding you, and you expose them!
If he didn't react, pretending not to hear, then in a situation where everyone's feigning ignorance, it was merely a spontaneous slip of the tongue.
So he pretended not to hear, his eyes fixed on the Deity of the Sun, whose radiance was like that of the sun, descending slowly, his face with a faint smile, unmoving.
