As silence settled between them, Jiang Chen's voice, laced with a hint of feigned weakness, broke the stillness. "Fang Yuan, how did those two Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens appear? And the strength you showed earlier—was it thanks to Senior Nangong Wan and Senior Shangguan Ning?"
Fang Yuan's eyes flickered, betraying his inner turmoil as he scrambled for an answer. "I'm not sure where those Shadow Wind Obsidian Martens came from," he replied, his voice calm but tinged with uncertainty. After a moment's hesitation, he added, "Yes, the two seniors stepped in to enhance my combat power."
Jiang Chen let out a deep breath, as if weighed down by his thoughts, his gaze distant and unreadable.
Fang Yuan remained silent, but his expression grew darker. Inside, bitter resentment churned, but for now, he would wait.
