The more he thought about it, the more rotten it seemed.
Could it be that my future self has degraded to such an extent?
Li Qing silently criticized himself.
After all, logically, it made sense.
If it was the future Li Qing who made a move, how could Atabia defend against it?
A sneak attack, he couldn't possibly guard against that!
Being set up was inevitable.
This was the second guess, and the third guess was more traditional.
It might really be the emergence of a young prodigy protagonist from some era, similar to a Star Lord or Bai Lin, with top-tier intelligence and talent, starting to counterattack.
"Whether it's a subordinate or not, I might as well test it out myself."
Li Qing gently pondered, sensing the cosmos, "If it's one of my people who traveled to this era, with my cautious nature, I would definitely leave a sparkling subordinate mark to specially indicate my identity..."
Rustle.
