"Okay." The young man nodded emphatically.
An ice-blue ring of light swirled around the tip of his index finger once more. The young man closed his eyes, sensing the power of the Critical Stone. This time, however, they received no guidance. The translucent ring flickered a few times, then abruptly vanished.
"Sorry, I can't feel anything." His eyelashes trembled, and the young man looked dejected. He lowered his head, murmuring, "Maybe I'm just too weak..."
An Inspection Envoy's sensory range was related to the strength of their power. 'If Father were here,' he thought, 'he might have actually been able to sense something.'
"It's not your fault." Wen Qian was slightly taken aback, then comforted him gently. After a pause, she added, "The Little Fox probably left long ago."
Wen Qian believed in Li Jiu's ability. 'Aside from power levels, there's another reason he might not be sensing anything... the Critical Stone isn't even here.'
