"Just stand there, any further might lead to a misstep."
The gathering of esteemed individuals did not surprise Fu Qian.
Facing Miranda, who was advancing forward, he casually reminded her.
The reason was simple, of course.
As mentioned earlier, as they descended gradually, everything became more "real," and perceptions began to return to normal.
Perhaps abstract rules were still invisible, but realizing that someone had silently arrived not too far and was eavesdropping was quite easy.
Long before asking the final question, Fu Qian had identified this member of the Provincial Relatives Group.
And Sha Ming's answer to this matter proved that he likewise sensed it and didn't mind Fu Qian knowing about his perception.
After all, the reflection of such ranking, and control over the situation, would strongly substantiate his previous statements, making the pressure exerted more realistic.
"What exactly is going on? Sha Ming!"
