Wang Chen calmly followed Demon Queen Zi Han from behind, his hands loosely clasped behind his back, posture relaxed, expression faintly indifferent.
To any observer, he looked like a magnanimous senior allowing a junior to demonstrate her competence.
Of course—
That was only how it looked.
In reality, Wang Chen had absolutely no idea where they were supposed to go.
The convergence zone stretched endlessly in all directions, the scorched terrain offering no clear landmarks. If not for Zi Han's prior knowledge and keen perception, he would have been standing in the middle of this desolate wasteland like a tourist who forgot the map.
So he followed her.
Calmly.
Silently.
Trying not to look like someone who was internally navigating chaos.
Yet no matter how much he attempted to discipline his thoughts, they drifted back to Mo Huyan's words.
People are still falling for that nonsense…
Nonsense.
Why would she say something like that?
