"Who could possibly deceive Wen Chengzhi?" Qian Cangyi asked, smiling faintly.
No matter what the result, conjecture alone wouldn't solve the problem. Even if the answer were correct, it still needed clear clues to conclude the role.
"That's a question only you can answer," Hart replied.
"Alright, let me think." Qian Cangyi flopped onto the table.
He wasn't worried that Hart would attack him. The reason was simple: killing him wouldn't be much harder than squashing an ant.
"I really don't know, but I can tell you some things I do know. Wen Chengzhi has lived for a very long time, at least a few hundred years, maybe even a thousand. Also, he is skilled in alchemy and very interested in the reason for Guboer's disappearance…" Qian Cangyi began counting on his right hand.
He gave up after counting a few fingers, realizing that nothing could be inferred from what he was saying.