Lu Shaohua's brows furrowed. "My subordinates? How do they know about spiritual Qi?"
Wei Ji leaned back, his tone quiet but firm. "That's what I've been wondering too," he said. "Tell me, Shaohua. What do you think is different about them? Haven't you ever found them… strange?"
Her eyes flickered in confusion. "Strange? You mean their strength?"
Wei Ji shook his head slowly. "Not just strength. Think about their presence. How they move. Have you ever noticed that sometimes, they're there, and then suddenly they're gone? That sometimes you sense them nearby, but when you look—nothing?"
Lu Shaohua hesitated. Her lips parted, then closed again. She frowned deeper. "Yes… but I thought they were just trained well in concealment."
