Manor.
In the room.
Xu Jian slowly opened his eyes.
Within his eyes, divine light flowed.
"Are you alright?"
His gaze fell on Ling Zhi.
Xu Jian reached out his hand and gently held her soft palm.
He could feel it and smell it.
The scent of fear emanating from Ling Zhi.
"Mm."
Ling Zhi replied softly.
Her voice was trembling.
"What did you see?"
Xu Jian asked softly.
"The bystander, he's dead."
"He..."
With a trembling voice, Ling Zhi described everything she saw.
From the fleeing lightning, to when the bystander controlled Mr. Chou.
Everything had been going according to Ling Zhi's predictions.
Until the token activated, and the thundercloud appeared.
The terrifying pressure not only imprisoned Ling Zhi's consciousness, making her unable to leave the bystander's mind.
But also made her Dharma Eye ineffective.
