"Mr. Lan, you are supposed to conduct a ritual tomorrow to pray for the people. Why are you rushing back to the Imperial City tonight? Are you perhaps lacking confidence in tomorrow's ritual prayers?"
Chu Qianli held Lan Fan's gaze, initially full of vigilance, but she found nothing in Lan Fan's eyes—no intention of hypnotism, not even traces of an Illusion Technique.
Suddenly, she seemed to figure it all out.
The Prince injured him, and at this moment, Lan Fan, weakened by internal injuries, was unable to utilize his Illusion Technique.
It turns out that injuries prevent the use of hypnotism through Illusion Techniques.
This much, she now understood.
"You can remove the black cloth covering his face. His energy is too disordered now; he doesn't have the strength to perform any Illusion Technique."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yexuan removed the black cloth and stared at Lan Fan.
This time, it was Lan Fan whose gaze faltered, showing signs of uncertainty.
And frustration!
