Huo Tianzun was, by nature, a sensitive individual, and he immediately noticed the quiver in Qianxun’s voice.
For a moment, he couldn’t help but be surprised. Did this girl seem to particularly care about his name?
However, soon after, he inexplicably thought of something—that his name was the same as that of the famous Emperor Xia from history, and her name... coincidentally, was exactly the same as that of Emperor Xia’s Favored Concubine, Qianxun.
At this thought, Huo Tianzun felt a peculiar emotion rise within him.
Then, with uncharacteristic patience, he repeated, "My name is Huo Tianzun."
"Are you the Huo Tianzun from Emperor Xia’s era?" Qianxun asked uncertainly.
Huo Tianzun slightly nodded upon hearing this and was just about to ask her about Sun Xiaowen when he saw her eyes suddenly redden.
For a moment, Huo Tianzun couldn’t help but be stunned, "What’s wrong?"
Could it be that his sternness and aloofness had frightened her?
Upon hearing this, Qianxun stared at him with tearful eyes. Her gaze was lingering and sorrowful, as if filled with untold stories, and she hesitated to speak. "Is it you? Yanzhi..."
She knew the likelihood that this man was Yanzhi was slim, but she couldn’t help but ask.
Upon hearing Qianxun’s words, Huo Tianzun realized that she had mistaken him for someone else.
Yet strangely, when he looked into those beautiful and somewhat familiar eyes, for the first time, he didn’t find a crying girl annoying.
In fact, he felt an inexplicable pang of heartache.
He pursed his lips and suddenly, as if bewitched, took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket. "Don’t cry."
With that, he began to wipe away Qianxun’s tears with the handkerchief.
Not having seen her for just over ten days, she seemed much thinner than that night. The eyes that had already seemed familiar to him now looked even more so because of the tears.
For a moment... he even somewhat wished he was the person she was searching for.
Unfortunately, he knew he was not.
After gently wiping the tears from the corners of Qianxun’s eyes, Huo Tianzun said under her stunned gaze, "Sorry, you might have mistaken me for someone else. I am not Yanzhi."
Hearing this, Qianxun suddenly snapped back to reality, then quickly sniffed and composed herself.
It was her impertinence.
Reincarnated persons might not use the names from their past lives.
And appearances might change too.
After a moment, Qianxun said apologetically, "Sorry for embarrassing you. Did you need something?"
She was delirious to even ask such a foolish question. Even if he were indeed Yanzhi reincarnated, he wouldn’t have memories of his past life. How would he answer her?
Upon hearing this, Huo Tianzun couldn’t help but feel a certain curiosity stirring within him.
But as he was not one to pry into others’ privacy, he did not inquire further.
Thus, as he pulled back his hand holding the handkerchief, he softened his voice subconsciously and said, "Nothing serious, just wanted to ask you something about Sun Xiaowen."
He paused and then added, "Yesterday... I saw you dragging her outside the window."
But the students from Class F had all said she did it to save Sun Xiaowen.
He was somewhat skeptical, so he had come to ask her directly.
In fact, he had even prepared to hypnotize her to obtain the truth.
But now, he decided against doing so.
After listening, Qianxun quickly grasped his intention.
Recalling how he had vanquished the Rat Demon that night, a thought crossed her mind.
Considering what happened that night, his status was certainly not ordinary.
But now, here he was, investigating a murder case.
Could this case... be related to demons?