The effect of Divergence is always to present choices, not to “fabricate” them.

He cannot use his divine power to make others choose what they would never consider.

Perhaps Divergence will manifest greater abilities after the seed blooms. But at least for now, it can only do so much.

Jiang Wang misjudged Feng Ming. He thought Feng Ming would want to take him on as a “follower”. But Feng Ming was cold from beginning to end, treating Jiang Wang only as someone he occasionally met and used to alleviate boredom.

He would chat with Jiang Wang, show him the “world”, and put his arm around him, but after leaving this banquet, he wouldn’t even recognize Jiang Wang.

What Yu Songhai, what the Stream Cloud Sword Sect – these insignificant characters were not worthy of his attention.

The wondrous use of Divergence made Jiang Wang briefly feel like he controlled destiny, but Feng Ming’s choice splashed him with a bucket of cold water.

Knowledge and perception! He lacked sufficient “self-awareness” and precise “understanding of others”. He didn’t fully understand Feng Ming, and thus his divine power was thwarted.

Only now did he understand why such a formidable figure as Zhuang Chengqian was still subtly manipulated by the White Bone Lord despite his absolute reliance on the Divergence Divine Power.

This divine power is truly addictive.

He had only used it a few times, but occasionally felt like he had everything under control. Zhuang Chengqian, who had been victorious in every battle, tricking gods and deceiving ghosts, had even more reason to absolutely trust his divine power.

A sudden setback crashed down upon him.

Jiang Wang did not become angry or wallow in self-pity. At this moment, he only felt fortunate. Fortunate that he discovered the limitations of Divergence so early, at such an insignificant time, and realized the arrogant illusions the power itself brought about.

Destiny had not given him a greater, more irreparable lesson.

With Zhuang Chengqian as a cautionary tale and Feng Ming’s situation as a wake-up call, he reminded himself to use the Divergence Divine Power with a more upright attitude.

“Indeed,” Jiang Wang echoed with a smile, “Brother Feng’s experiences are truly remarkable, stirring my heart. Truly a most uncommon person, doing most uncommon things!”

He lowered his posture and lowered his expectations. His original plan was merely to become acquainted with Feng Ming today, there was no need to rush things.

With Jiang Wang’s deliberate flattery, the two naturally had another good chat.

Guests in the courtyard gradually began to leave their seats, and only Jiang Wang and Feng Ming remained at their table.

Feng Ming was waiting for his father, while Jiang Wang was trying to preserve this hard-won connection. As they talked, they both grew anxious.

However, they waited and waited, but Feng Yue still did not appear.

After some more time passed, with most of the guests having dispersed, Feng Ming finally couldn’t restrain himself any longer. He got up and stopped a servant of the Marquis’s mansion, “Could you please inquire why my father hasn’t come out yet?”

The servant shook his head, “I am just a servant. I don’t know who your father is, nor can I enter the inner chambers.”

The sense of unease in Feng Ming’s heart grew stronger. He became somewhat agitated and wove through the remaining tables towards the inner chambers.

But a figure suddenly stood in his way.

It was the same Steward Jiao, who looked at him expressionlessly, “What are you doing?”

“Uncle Jiao,” Feng Ming didn’t care about humiliation at this point, he bowed and said, “My father was summoned to the inner chambers for discussion, why hasn’t he come out yet?”

“Your father?” Steward Jiao said in surprise, “When did anyone summon him to the inner chambers?”

“It was someone from your esteemed mansion…” Feng Ming looked around, but the servant who had led his father in earlier was nowhere to be found.

He gritted his teeth, but could only lower his posture, “Uncle, please don’t jest with me. I am truly worried about my father…”

Steward Jiao had already composed his expression, looking at him coldly, “Who do you think you are? Am I so old that I need to joke with you?”

Something has happened to Feng Yue!

The moment this thought arose, Feng Ming almost went weak in the knees.

He bit his lip, about to say something harsh, when Jiang Wang walked up behind him and pressed on his shoulder.

He was not entirely without brains. After a few moments of silence, he suppressed the turbulent emotions and turned around.

Jiang Wang followed behind him. The two walked out of the Weining Marquis’s mansion without obstruction.

The Weining Marquis’s mansion was located in the outskirts of Tongyi County. After leaving the mansion, they walked along a well-maintained straight road that connected to the distant official road.

Bright lanterns hung high in front of the Marquis’s mansion.

Outside the mansion, the moon and stars were full, and sparsely populated carriages gradually traveled away on the straight road.

After leaving the Marquis’s mansion, Feng Ming finally couldn’t restrain himself and smashed down a large tree by the roadside with a fierce punch, “What Weining Marquis’s mansion, is this a bandit’s den?! They took the gifts, accepted the compensation, and even detained the person!”

He was extremely angry and resentful. The incident that had befallen his father, whom he had always relied on, had caused him to lose control. “It wasn’t us who asked him to go to Chiyun Mountain! It was Jiao Xiong who insisted on going! Who’s fault is it that something happened? Didn’t Senior Sister Chi Yue also have an accident? Who can we blame?”

Jiang Wang followed beside him, waiting for him to vent for a while before saying, “Right now, your father is only being detained, nothing has happened yet, Brother Feng, please calm down.”

The logic was simple: if something had already happened to Feng Yue, the Weining Marquis’s mansion would not have let Feng Ming leave.

Feng Ming was filled with resentment, “What is this old monkey trying to do!”

Jiao Wu’s figure was indeed small and thin, like a monkey, but probably no one dared to call him an old monkey. Feng Ming at this moment was truly too uncomposed.

Jiang Wang silently adjusted his perception of the relationship between the Feng Yue and Feng Ming and asked, “Does Brother Feng think that your sect will intervene in this matter?”

Feng Ming also knew that resentment was useless. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, before saying, “Intervention is a must, after all, my father is the Sect Guardian, the face of the Azure Cloud Pavilion, but how much effort they will put in is another matter. Some people may even be secretly hoping that something happens to my father!”

He didn’t know why he was discussing this matter with Yu Songhai, whom he had just met today, but he instinctively felt that compared to the scheming and backstabbing people in the sect, Yu Songhai, whom he had only met by chance today, might be more reliable. After all, a chance encounter meant he was unlikely to have ulterior motives.

“Then you can only rely on yourself,” Jiang Wang said.

“Does Brother Yu have any ideas?” After suppressing his emotions, Feng Ming’s mind returned. He turned to look at Jiang Wang and said, “If you can help rescue my father, I can recommend you to the Azure Cloud Pavilion, no problem. I guarantee a core identity!”

So you also know I want to join the Azure Cloud Pavilion! I hinted at it during the banquet, but you kept playing dumb!

Jiang Wang secretly complained in his heart.

But he also understood that there were not many real fools these days. If he didn’t show some value, why would the son of the Azure Cloud Pavilion Sect Guardian vouch for him? It wasn’t just about being good at flattery; someone of Feng Ming’s background wouldn’t lack adoring followers.

Jiang Wang pondered for a moment, saying with a wise demeanor, “First, we need to know why Sect Guardian Feng was detained.”

“Why?” Feng Ming cooperated, genuinely perplexed, “Isn’t it just to vent anger over Jiao Xiong’s death?”

“That might be the reason, but it wouldn’t be the reason for detaining someone,” Jiang Wang shook his head, “Let me ask you… A Jiao Nation spy appeared in Shunan Prefecture, intending to collude with a traitor. The Weining Marquis must be loyal to His Majesty, without any disloyalty. So, who is the Jiao Nation spy here to contact? Who else in Shunan Prefecture is worthy of colluding with a foreign spy? And who is worth the effort of the Jiao Nation?”

The past and the future are all one matter. But those who are in the midst of the situation often have difficulty seeing it clearly.

Feng Ming was not a fool, and his face immediately turned pale, “Our Azure Cloud Pavilion!”