"I really guessed it right; it truly is a conspiracy against me."
After her spiritual perception detected the figures of Old Zongzi and Hou Qing, the corners of Fang Xiaocao's mouth involuntarily curled up.
Relying purely on wisdom to uncover others' meticulously laid out conspiracies feels incredibly satisfying.
If the occasion permitted, Fang Xiaocao would have loved to laugh aloud three times and expose Chong Ming's clownish acts right now.
To tell Chong Ming that he had been exposed long ago.
She just didn't want to expose him yet, preferring to watch him perform like a clown.
However, out of caution, Fang Xiaocao didn't act on this impulse.
It's not that she feared Chong Ming would cause trouble; the Spirit Hammer had long been eager to act above his head.
Fang Xiaocao mainly feared alarming Hou Qing and Old Zongzi.
Letting those two scheming guys escape.
It wouldn't matter much if Hou Qing got away; he could be caught again sooner or later.
