This time, fusing the talents left Yu Fei feeling no sense of depletion. On the contrary, he was in excellent physical condition. The Senluo Jade Fruit had worked so well that he grew suspicious of its origins—it didn't seem like something worth a mere 500 merit points.
The person who had come to his room last night was, with over ninety percent certainty, Martial Saint Honglian. Yet, he had slept soundly and nothing had happened, so there was no need to be anxious for now.
If a Martial Saint, one of humanity's peak combatants, bore him any ill will—especially while he was on her home turf—then there was nothing he could do. 'I might as well just lie down and wait for death!'
The key was to find an opportunity to get close to Martial Saint Honglian and use [Insight] to determine what she thought of him. If her intentions were malicious, he would have to find another backer later. Hiding would be pointless.
