“You…” The thought in Qi Xia’s mind instantly reached Wei Yang’s ears.

Wei Yang’s “mind-reading” didn’t require eye contact at all. If so, back when Qi Xia kicked him out, he had already known Qi Xia’s plan.

“Ram…” Qi Xia smiled. “Isn’t it a bit far-fetched for you to try to lie in front of me?”

“You can even guess this…” Wei Yang gritted his teeth, and his expression became profound. “Qi Xia, I advise you to leave quickly… otherwise things will really get troublesome…”

After hearing this, Qi Xia furrowed his brow, and a thought involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Could there have been some hidden reason for kicking Wei Yang out back then…?

“That’s right.” Wei Yang nodded in agreement. “Hehe, get lost quickly…”

Seeing Wei Yang nod in agreement, Qi Xia felt things had become more interesting. Could Wei Yang’s departure have been arranged by him?

He arranged for someone with “mind-reading” to leave… and this continued for ten years?

“Wait a moment…” Qi Xia paused slightly. Two keywords kept echoing in his mind. “‘Mind-reading’… ‘Native residents’?”

“Stop guessing…” Wei Yang softly interrupted Qi Xia’s train of thought. “It’s dangerous.”

Dangerous…?

Qi Xia slowly narrowed his eyes, knowing he was most likely correct in his guess.

“Wei Yang, I have only one question,” Qi Xia said.

“What?”

“Are the ‘native residents’ also participants?”

Hearing Qi Xia’s question, the crazed expression on Wei Yang’s face clearly diminished.

“That’s exactly the feeling…” He grinned. “This feeling of seeing through people’s hearts without even needing ‘mind-reading’… is the reason I ‘persevere’… Qi Xia, the path you’ve laid out is fascinating… Your ‘deception techniques’ are equally fascinating to me.”

“My… deception techniques?”

“After you, I found several more disciples…” Wei Yang said with a bitter smile. “Apart from my most beloved disciple Qin Dingdong… no one could learn the essence…”

“You’re saying I’m a disciple?” Qi Xia was startled. “I… learned deception techniques from you?”

“I always forget… I always forget!” Wei Yang laughed with a “hehe,” making Qi Xia feel a chill down his back. “You clearly have no memories, but every time I open my mouth, I think we’re still ten years ago. Some words just come out unconsciously…”

Chen Junnan heard the conversation between the two, and his expression also became somewhat unnatural.

“Hey… when did Winter Sister learn to deceive people from you? Don’t you fucking talk nonsense!”

“Oh…?” Wei Yang looked at Chen Junnan, then shook his head and said, “So Chen Junnan is here too? My beloved disciple told me not to tell you… Too bad… I let it slip.”

Qi Xia discovered that the middle-aged man before him was very deep in scheming—he couldn’t even judge the truth or falsehood of each sentence the other spoke. “You’d better have really let it slip.”

“Hehe…” Wei Yang turned his head, looking at Qi Xia very happily. “Just like before! We guess each other! You guess what I’m thinking, I guess what you’re thinking! How fun is that? Between the two of us, who really has ‘mind-reading’?”

“I don’t want to guess,” Qi Xia shook his head. “Ram, are you really a fraud?”

“Of course…” Wei Yang nodded. “I defrauded a huge amount of money… and have countless lives on my hands. That’s Old Wei’s capability.”

Qi Xia looked at Wei Yang’s eyes and felt that this time he wasn’t lying.

He was not only truly a fraud, but had even killed people.

He was a typical villain of the “Land of End,” meeting all the conditions for entering here. Yet he himself had followed such a person to learn deception techniques?

Had he lost the ability to distinguish right from wrong?

“What are you saying…” Wei Yang continued to talk to himself. “You did learn from me, and I’m indeed not lying. It’s just that you’re far more capable than me… You’re a natural-born fraud. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with ‘right or wrong.’ As long as someone has greater skills than you, they can become your teacher.”

Qi Xia still wasn’t quite used to having someone who could directly hear his inner voice. He wasn’t even looking at the other’s eyes—how did he do it?

“I don’t need to look at eyes…” Wei Yang answered. “But I truly admire you… You can calculate so many things simultaneously in your heart. Your inner world is even more spectacular than a symphony.”

“Since you can hear everything, do you want to consider returning to my team?”

“Oh…?” After hearing this, Wei Yang slowly extended one hand, touched his chin, then asked, “Qi Xia, does this gesture look familiar to you?”

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin both looked at Wei Yang at the same time, discovering that Wei Yang was now touching his chin, his eyes particularly cold and stern—he actually looked somewhat like Qi Xia.

“What are you trying to express?” Qi Xia asked.

“I touch my chin when I’m thinking,” Wei Yang said. “Do you understand?”

This statement from Wei Yang had almost no beginning or end, leaving Qi Xia completely unable to find a direction for thinking.

“You touch your chin, I also touch my chin,” Qi Xia said. “Are you trying to tell me this isn’t an innate coincidence?”

He had thought Wei Yang would give an answer like before, but this time he said nothing at all.

“It’s getting very late…” Wei Yang murmured. “I suggest you go back early to prepare for the ‘Heavenly-Horse Moment.’ Qi Xia, if you can understand the question I just asked… you might be able to know your entire plan.”

Qi Xia knew what Wei Yang said should be of great importance, except he couldn’t say it directly, after all, every sentence the two spoke could possibly be monitored.

But such a cryptic clue—how could he understand its true meaning?

Touching the chin?

Both he and Wei Yang touch their chins—what does this represent?

“Yes, what does it represent?” Wei Yang mysteriously shook his head. “If you figure it out, you can come find me anytime. Whether after the ‘Heavenly-Horse Moment’… or in the next cycle, I’ll be waiting for you here with my ‘Farm Chorus,’ inviting you to listen to the most beautiful songs.”

“I’ll pass on the songs,” Qi Xia shook his head. “If I can solve this problem, will you help me?”

“If you can understand the cause and effect of this matter… I’m afraid I’ll have no choice but to help you.” Wei Yang took a step forward and stood face to face with Qi Xia. The two had almost identical gazes. “Qi Xia, whether you believe it or not, I carry a mission you once entrusted to me, except I’m now confused. If you can figure out all your previous plans based on just this one clue… it means your thinking is no different from a god’s, and joining you is my only way out.”