Later, Qingque received instructions from Fu Xuan and took Leon to the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
The misunderstanding between the two finally ceased to persist.
Or rather, Leon unilaterally sensed something amiss.
Qingque remained completely unaware of this. After entering the Matrix of Prescience Ultima, she and Leon repaired all the faulty array bases.
At this point in the plot, the players were bewildered.
There are still experts?
"I told you, Leon couldn't possibly have truly sabotaged the Matrix of Prescience Ultima."
"On the contrary, he's the one assisting with the repairs."
"How are there still people asking why he knows how to fix it? Please, Qingque is standing right beside him."
"Even I and March could escort Qingque to make repairs, let alone the versatile Leon who excels in both civil and martial pursuits."
"Steamed buns, does relying on poison not count as martial? Only incompetent losers would clamor that poisoning is dishonorable; the dead can't say anything."
"In a real life-or-death fight, would you bother with all those needless formalities? Don't impose the worldview of martial arts films onto modern works!"
Qingque: "Your skillful hands truly revive the dying, Mr. Bai. Repairing the array bases was a huge help."
"I only explained the general operating logic, yet you were able to get hands-on right away and grew increasingly proficient."
"Bai Xiao, is this really your first time encountering the Matrix of Prescience Ultima?"
Uh, isn't "skillful hands revive the dying" used in the wrong context here…
Leon humbly waved his hand.
"I don't like deceiving people. I've simply lived a long time and gained a bit more experience than you; it's nothing noteworthy."
This was the truth.
Hearing this, Qingque couldn't help but grow curious.
"Then how old are you?"
"Well…"
"Sorry, sorry! Asking someone's age on the Xianzhou is impolite! I didn't mean to offend you."
Qingque pressed her palms together and bowed to Leon.
Leon chuckled in amusement.
"It's fine. Old folks have an old folk's openness; it's far from offensive. No need to dwell on it."
In terms of this life's age,
he wasn't even older than Qingque.
But if all his past experiences and memories were fully accounted for—
saying it out loud might not scare Qingque, but it would probably be taken as a joke.
Nevertheless, Leon still held up two fingers.
"Two hundred years old? Wow, clearly a young talent. What 'lived long and gained a bit more experience than me'—you really love joking around."
Qingque was stunned for a moment before adopting the look one gives a peer.
"Though I haven't reached two hundred yet, our ages aren't far apart."
Leon sincerely said: "Is it possible that these two fingers don't represent two hundred years?"
"Huh?"
Qingque froze again.
"It can't be two thousand, right? That would make you older than General Rongtao!"
"And… and…"
And to reach two thousand without succumbing to mara…
Cases weren't nonexistent, just extremely rare.
As she was about to say more, her phone rang.
The screen cut to Qingque's phone display.
[Fu Xuan: Qingque, how is the task I assigned you earlier progressing?]
[Qingque: Reporting to Master Diviner, with Mr. Bai's assistance, the Matrix of Prescience Ultima has resumed operation.]
[Fu Xuan: Well done. You didn't neglect our guest, did you?]
[Qingque: Absolutely not!!]
[Fu Xuan: Good. I'll increase your performance bonus later.]
[Qingque: Thank you, Master Diviner~~ Since the main task is done, then… can this little one… /rubbing_hands.jpg]
[Fu Xuan: Who said you're done?]
[Qingque: (＞﹏＜)]
[Fu Xuan: Set off immediately for Exalting Sanctum to receive several guests from the Astral Express. Remember, do not mess this up.]
[Fu Xuan: I will sync their information to you shortly.]
[Qingque: Understood…!]
Putting down her phone, the green-clothed girl's expression instantly switched to listless dejection, like a little sparrow wilting with its head drooping to the ground.
Leon: "What's wrong, Qingque?"
Qingque: "I have to go receive honored guests again… such a hassle… ah! I absolutely don't mean receiving you was a hassle!"
Leon: "When you're in the江湖, you can't always control yourself. I understand."
Qingque was deeply touched: "Good brother!"
Leon: "Go on, young lady. This is also part of managing your superior; you'll surely do great."
Qingque: "Borrowing your auspicious words. See you later."
As if greatly encouraged, the little sparrow dashed off energetically from the Matrix of Prescience Ultima.
Leaving behind Leon with a smiling face and eyes narrowed to slits.
The players could barely hold it in.
[Is Leon fooling her, or is he fooling her?]
[Nonsense literature, huh?]
[Why can't it be his true colors? Open his info panel and listen to his voice lines; then you'll understand everything.]
"What a joyful Leon, stay suki~~"
Ah Xian was just about to open her mouth for the routine power generation when she saw Leon also pull out his phone.
And his contact was Jing Yuan.
Ah Xian immediately perked up with full attention.
[Jing Yuan: Brother Leon, at present, I have grasped the whereabouts of Zhixin.]
[Leon: You're contacting me now because you want me to continue undercover and obtain intelligence on the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus leader?]
[Leon: Or perhaps I should rephrase: ironclad proof, and evidence. How about those two terms?]
[Jing Yuan: Fortunately, Brother Leon is a friend and not a foe; otherwise, Jing Yuan would have sleepless nights. /patting_chest.jpg]
[Leon: Since the General has put it this way, if I were to paralyze the Divination Commission's Matrix of Prescience Ultima next, would the risk be acceptable?]
Ah Xian, who had been on high alert, nearly choked on her saliva.
Her eyes widened as she leaned closer to the screen, confirming she hadn't misread.
"Didn't misread…"
"This…"
At that moment, the players in the live stream also let out the Sword Demon's "ah" cry.
No way, big bro, true virtue of Sidonia?
And he's being so direct, discussing it openly with Jing Yuan without any acting?
Players whose thoughts hadn't caught up yet dropped their jaws upon seeing Jing Yuan's reply.
[Jing Yuan: Brother Leon, feel free to proceed. I swear on the name of the Luofu General that I will bear all consequences.]
[Leon: You're really bad, General. Agreeing so readily—if Master Diviner Fu were to find out, she might feel the urge to skin you alive.]
"Ah↗↑?"
"Who exactly is responsible, Leon or Jing Yuan? I'm confused."
"Is Leon inciting Jing Yuan to do bad things? Or is Jing Yuan supporting and inciting Leon to do bad things?"
"Fu Xuan: The mole is right beside me, and it's actually the Seat of Divine Foresight General?"
"Then… where did the real Disciples of Sanctus Medicus mole go?"
"There can't be no follow-up, right?"
Ah Xian's head was full of question marks.
[Jing Yuan: Sigh, letting you see the joke.]
"Fu Xuan has something to say too, kids—this isn't funny."
[Leon: General, there's one thing I don't understand.]
[Jing Yuan: Please speak.]
[Leon: Your master Jingliu's stance.]
"As expected of Leon, asking so confidently."
[Jing Yuan: To be honest, I don't know, nor do I know when she'll be willing to see me.]
[Leon: Then—what about Dan Heng?]
[Jing Yuan: …Dan Heng… Dan Heng… is that his current name? How is he doing?]
[Leon: I can't say for sure how he's doing now, but I hope that in the near future, Luofu won't make things difficult for him anymore.]
[Jing Yuan: Of course, though some matters must ultimately be faced and resolved.]
[Leon: Understood. In any case, confirming that your master isn't on the opposing side is enough.]
Ah Xian was shocked.
"What a huge info dump!!!"
"Jing Yuan knows Dan Heng!"
"And he mentioned the current name, meaning he wasn't called Dan Heng in the past?"