Meng Bai made a face of disbelief. "A one year old who speaks fluently, whines like an elder with back pain, and eats nothing but spirit Qi. That sounds unnatural."
Lin Mu said nothing at first. His expression had sharpened. Something about the situation made the back of his neck tense.
He finally spoke. "Why would rumors like this appear in the mercenary union. They are unrelated to missions."
Elyon rubbed the side of his head. "Mercenaries keep an eye on anything out of the ordinary. Strange happenings often lead to work. And in this case, from what I learned, the baby's clan has already invited practitioners from every major field. Daoists, talisman makers, ancient shamans, spiritualists, monks both Buddhist and of other religions, and even a few demon cultivators. They want answers."
Daoist Chu nodded slightly. "I suppose that is reasonable. A phenomenon like this would cause panic."
