The two waited only ten breaths before Lu Wu's tiger shadow appeared at the main seat.
"You should have all heard?" It raised its paw and placed the small sword on the table.
"We heard your conversation with Yongbei and General Chan," Pei Ye said.
"Yes, just us three."
"Is this also a divine aspect of the Queen Mother's dream?"
"It's a small trick I've been pondering over the past few days, and today was the first practical use. Seems to have been successful." Lu Wu raised its sharp claw and tapped on the tabletop, and the immortal sound echoed. Jade plates, the small sword, gold register, wine cups, and other items reappeared on the table. "In general, part of the Heart Spirit is plunged into the dream while the rest remains outside, thus existing simultaneously between the real world and the dream. By selecting what the Heart Spirit perceives and sees, and releasing it into the dream, this is the outcome."
