Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 1412 - 1410: Calamity Strikes (25)

Hmm...

The playful remark was clearly not a very timely explanation.

However, Wen Li, in a relaxed state, although did not hide her inner doubts, did not dwell on this issue.

After all, according to her understanding of the other’s style, such an answer meant it wasn’t important.

"I need you to help me with something."

Faced with a volunteer who was earnestly listening, Fu Qian did not continue to provoke His Excellency Alarakir but went straight to the key content.

Unfortunately, this sentence once again stirred a ripple.

It looked like merely asking someone to do a task, with no physical contamination intended, the positive meaning of this dream was still too small for Alarakir.

This exchange was not only under surveillance but could be cut off at any time.

"According to your information, is Tyler Gulad currently in Shangjing?"

However, Fu Qian’s next question made this ripple slightly steady.

"He is."

And it seemed that Wen Li had paid extra attention to matters related to the Grand Fate Ming Emperor, almost instantly answering, her tone affirmative.

"Very good."

Fu Qian was not stingy in his praise for this.

"According to my prediction, he is likely to meet his old rival, Jiang En, today to catch up and confirm some things. Can you manage to follow without being discovered?"

"I can."

Miss Wen’s answer was still affirmative.

Of course, it was also related to Fu Qian’s cautious questioning. After all, being under a demigod, and even a Psychic Series player, facing a mere Middle Tier vampire was somewhat a dimensional reduction attack.

...

"The content of their meeting will primarily consist of Tyler probing to confirm whether the recent corpse-collecting incident in Shangjing is his old rival’s conspiracy."

With Miss Wen being so reliable, Fu Qian continued unabashedly.

"Or even a greater conspiracy, one that could destroy Shangjing."

By the last sentence, it was clear a ripple had risen again, and the dream could end at any time.

It was very clear that Alarakir did not allow any information related to the Abandonment King to be conveyed any further.

"By the way, how’s your Kaleidoscope practice going?"

As a master of control, how could Fu Qian not realize this point, so he directly shifted the topic, focusing on Wen Li’s cultivation issue.

"It’s okay."

Even though the shift was abrupt, Wen Li cooperated, humbly self-assessing.

"After the promotion, the increase in emotion control has been significant, and the transitions are more natural."

"Hmm...haven’t added anger randomly anymore, right?"

Fu Qian rested his chin on his hand, reflecting.

...

Upon hearing this, Wen Li unsurprisingly blushed, naturally recalling the counterpart’s experience as a training partner for her, as well as the safety advice given.

"Actually, you were doing well at that time, let me think..."

And it seemed Fu Qian was thinking of the same scene, frowning and tapping his fingers lightly, as if recalling a certain melody.

A fleeting smile appeared on his face after a moment, then quickly shifted through various emotions.

In just over ten seconds, he displayed a perfect range of facial expressions.

Among them, anger, mentioned just now, was naturally included.

"Is this the order?"

After finishing a piece devoted to the Beauty Kaleidoscope, Fu Qian asked with a smiling face.

"Mr. Fu’s memory is really good..."

Observing the whole time, Wen Li seemed genuinely serious, comparing and ultimately turning into a face full of admiration.

"Of course!"

Fu Qian showed a face of arrogance, very satisfied.

"In short, I need you to use your ability to affect emotions to guide their conversation process."

Nonetheless, he did not forget the main business, soon speaking seriously.

"Tyler lacks confidence in what he wants to confirm at the moment."

"You need to influence Jiang En’s emotions, make him admit at the first probing regardless of whatever he says, can you do that?"

"There isn’t much of a problem."

Despite usually being careful and cautious, Miss Wen did not hesitate at a critical moment, nodding firmly after a brief thought.

"But with their relationship, even if Jiang En admits, Tyler might not believe him, right? Should we guide his emotions too?"

"No need, the aim is for him not to believe."

Fu Qian acknowledged Wen Li’s meticulous thinking while signaling not to worry about that.

"You’re right, based on Tyler’s character, Jiang En’s open admission would only lead him to think the other party is unwilling to cooperate and mocking him. On the contrary, Jiang En’s firm denial would make him feel he’s caught a loophole and continue probing."

Fu Qian pointed at himself.

"In the first scenario, Jiang En will come back to confirm with me who conveyed this information to him, just like you."

"Understood."

Miss Wen, intelligent and perceptive as she was, immediately appeared to comprehend.

Though brief, the expression seemed very clear — letting Tyler remain unclear about the situation, thus attempting to dream again to confirm.

"Understood everything?"

And from Mr. Fu’s tone, it was obvious this matter was very important.

"Yes, I’ll start acting now."

Wen Li nodded earnestly, indicating she would immediately proceed.

"Thank you for your hard work."

In a second, Fu Qian switched back to a laid-back manner, signaling that Wen Li could go.

...

Uh...

Unfortunately, in the next moment, the other party frowned slightly.

"What’s wrong?"

Fu Qian immediately showed concern for his volunteer.

"It’s a small issue... not sure why, but the state seems to have stabilized much more than before. I might need a bit more time to get out."

Wen Li seriously explained her current situation.

Stability, I can think of the reason.

Fu Qian blinked.

Although pollution is difficult, His Excellency Alarakir is still reluctant to easily give up.

"Uh—"

In the next moment, Fu Qian opened his mouth, making a strange noise — what he initially intended to shout was "Abandonment King."

Even in a decent state, the Superior Being maintained the dream, attempted to contaminate Wen Li, while also prohibiting any sensitive information from being transmitted out, not missing a single detail.

Unable to use the safe word, then think of another way.

With a casual tap on the table to draw Wen Li’s attention, Fu Qian pointed at his right eye.

Amid Wen Li’s slightly perplexed examination, Fu Qian touched it and took his eyeball out.

...

Indeed, she has made progress; although her face was pale, Wen Li managed not to scream.

This shock wasn’t enough.

While admiring, Fu Qian rotated the eyeball in his hand, letting the back face Wen Li —

It didn’t look like an eyeball as one would expect. Instead, there were rows of tiny appendages, as if the eyeball was composed of a multi-legged insect entwining it, yet perfectly disguised on the front.

Amid Wen Li’s seemingly stagnant gaze, Fu Qian casually flicked the eyeball’s back end, which appeared as optic nerves, moving insect-like.

Fu Qian extended his index finger, letting it climb up, even curling it into a spring-like shape.

Ah—

Miss Wen finally screamed, and everything before her shattered.

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