"What do you mean?"
Fu Qian finally retorted, causing the Interlocutor's overwhelming momentum to visibly pause.
Ah...
This reaction made Fu Qian sigh again.
"I've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time, but unfortunately, my old friend speaks so reservedly, which is truly regrettable!"
He wiped his hand across his face, even revealing his true appearance.
"Just now, I did know I could forcefully keep someone here, but Brother Interlocutor, do you really believe such a suggestion is necessary?"
...
"Just before the person left, I tried to explode his mind again."
As if touched on some thought, the Interlocutor remained silent, while Fu Qian pointed to his own head.
"As it turns out, there was no apparent reaction. The difficulty of polluting and leaving a mark on someone aware they're in a dream seems substantially higher. Didn't you know this before?"
