Facing an Ancient God for a Year

“Mr…. Mr. Fang, what is that?”

The next morning, when Wen Li personally called Fu Qian for breakfast, she saw the hexagonal iron cage on his head and her mouth gaped wide enough to swallow a fist.

Was it really that scary? She had even called me by my real name.

Fu Qian touched the towering headcage, which almost reached the ceiling.

Indeed, after getting up in the morning, he had specifically returned to the warehouse to fetch the Sweet Dream Cage.

The look right now was a bit eerie.

“A self-closure tool.”

Seeing the uncertain look in Wen Li’s eyes, Fu Qian blurted out some nonsense.

“Want to give it a try?”

Wen Li waved her hands nervously, but the next moment she let out a curious sound.

“This is really strange, I can’t sense your emotions at all now.”

Well, of course, this thing was known to block out all prying eyes, and even if it was just a tall tale, blocking out a tiny emotion sensor was no problem.

“I told you, it’s a self-closure tool.”

Fu Qian didn’t say much more, reaching up and removing the headcage.

Click.

As he moved, the bottom edge of the cage automatically closed shut.

He had just been talking nonsense earlier; this device was now on cooldown. Even if Wen Li wanted to wear it, she’d have to wait for the next opportunity, 24 hours later.

Wearing a headcage first thing in the morning, Fu Qian obviously wasn’t just bored.

The main reason was that after spending a night in this world, he thought it necessary to check his status.

After all, he now drew a lot of attention to himself, and there was no chance to do this while working, as he couldn’t walk around carrying a metal cage. This was a good opportunity to wear it and see.

So far, nothing seemed amiss.

After putting it on earlier, other than becoming significantly quieter, there were no notable changes to his body.

…

The breakfast spread was quite rich, and the portions seemed larger than usual, probably because Wen Li had specifically instructed so.

The standards of my life here and there are worlds apart!

Fu Qian ate voraciously, filled with emotion.

“Mr. Fang, do you have any plans for today?”

Wen Li ate elegantly, with a small appetite. After eating a bit, she stopped and quietly watched Fu Qian.

“Aren’t you just staying home like a shut-in? Do you want to go out for some fresh air?”

Fu Qian looked at her.

“No, no.”

Wen Li quickly denied it.

“I mean to say, if you have plans, please go ahead and don’t let me hold you back.”

In Wen Li’s memory, something always seemed to happen when Fu Qian appeared, and he always seemed to be in a hurry.

Although she didn’t know the exact dangers, she felt somewhat guilty about having such an important person accompany her in her quarantine.

As for Wen Li’s concerns, Fu Qian saw right through them, thinking she was overthinking things.

Right now, he was in the same situation as she was—staying at home was the best option.

At the moment, both Ariel and Yuan Shan were focusing on the situation with Deng Feizhou.

Ariel most likely came for this reason, and Yuan Shan obviously hadn’t given up on probing him either.

Fortunately, after yesterday’s guidance, he had successfully brought the two together.

This was the perfect time to sit back and watch the fireworks, and enjoy a tranquil time of leisure.

Yuan Shan, perhaps due to various considerations, might not act too quickly, but judging from Ariel’s style, he probably wouldn’t wait too long.

“It’s fine, I’m on a leave of absence right now.”

Fu Qian spoke quite frankly.

Uh…

Wen Li scrutinized him carefully for a moment. It seemed she confirmed Fu Qian was sincere, and then her expression finally relaxed, her voice becoming lighthearted.

“That’s great, what would you like for lunch? I’ll have the kitchen prepare it right now.”

Is the life of the wealthy always this dull?

Before Fu Qian said anything, the butler walked in.

“Chief Yuan is here? I’ll be right out!”

And the information he brought clearly shocked Wen Li, who instinctively stood up and couldn’t help but glance at Fu Qian.

Although recent interactions with Yuan Shan had been rather familiar, the fact that the Chief of the Night Watchman was visiting so early in the morning was undoubtedly related to Fu Qian.

Unfortunately, the latter was focused on enjoying breakfast, showing no intention of moving.

Seeing this, Wen Li smiled bitterly, and without further delay, walked quickly out to greet her.

So soon?

In fact, Fu Qian was still a bit puzzled at the moment.

According to his deduction, it was no easy feat for Yuan Shan to summon her colleagues.

Even with her high reputation, she couldn’t possibly gather a group of bigshots with a simple guess to help bolster her position.

And confirming Ariel’s issues and strength was no simple matter.

Firstly, Yuan Shan wouldn’t react too quickly for fear of alarming Ariel.

The latter’s ability to conceal her presence was so profound that even he found it difficult to detect, and Yuan Shan would probably need to expend some effort to confirm it even face-to-face.

Could it be that something beyond control had happened?

As he pondered silently, Yuan Shan had followed behind Wen Li and entered.

“You seem quite at ease!”

Upon seeing Fu Qian savoring his meal, Yuan Shan’s eyes widened with displeasure as she unceremoniously sat down beside him.

As a Demigod, fatigue rarely showed on her face, but one could feel her negative emotions.

Wen Li clearly noticed this and tactfully remained silent at the side.

“What’s wrong? Surely you’re not ready to take action so soon?”

Fu Qian glanced at the rose-colored dress she was wearing.

How many clothes does this woman have?

“It’s not that simple! There’s new trouble.”

Yuan Shan sighed.

“Chen Du died last night.”

“Who?”

Fu Qian looked puzzled, as he had never heard the name before.

“You don’t know who Chen Du is?”

Yuan Shan looked even more surprised than him.

Fu Qian shook his head honestly.

Ah!

At this moment, Wen Li, on the other hand, let out a quiet gasp of shock, covering her mouth.

“You know?”

Fu Qian looked at her.

“The current head of the Chen Family; ever since Chen Xing ascended to Demigod status and shut himself away from the world, the Chen Family’s affairs have been managed by this cousin.”

Wen Li stated succinctly.

Indeed, that was a risky position!

Fu Qian felt quite emotional as he listened.

In the Thorn Blood incident last time, the previous head of the family, Chen Xing, had died, as had Chen Mingda, the hopeful next patron, who, along with another strong competitor Chen Mingfei, were gone.

Now even the regent had met trouble.

If this had nothing to do with Ariel, Fu Qian might as well take off his head.

Just earlier, he was considering that Ariel might not have enough patience, yet now swift action had been taken.

It turned out this individual was indeed resolute in her killing; after all, the victim was a prominent figure, easily dispatched with sheer casualness.

However, Chen Xing’s cousin probably didn’t have as much strength as him, and although he was of prestigious status on a regular day, in front of a Second Phase Divine Envoy, he was nothing but a bug that could be squashed at will.

Dominant!

“In any case, this situation has caught us quite off guard, and I have to change our plan a bit.”

Yuan Shan sighed, casting an involuntary glance at Wen Li.

The fewer people who knew about what she was discussing with Fu Qian, the better.

Unfortunately, this guy was too lazy, forcing her to visit in person to find someone.

She was well aware of the close relationship between Fu Qian and Wen Li; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come directly here to look for him.

But as to how much Wen Li actually knew, Yuan Shan was unsure, despite it being Wen Li who had reported Ariel.

Just now, she was curious to see if Fu Qian would send Wen Li away, but given that Fu Qian had openly discussed the matter in front of Wen Li, she decided there was no need for discretion.

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