Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1625: Chapter 1620: Lingering Power

"What do you want to know?"

Once again, reality proved that Fu Qian’s choice was the right one.

Faced with a highly threatening answer, Brother Strong, driven by a survival instinct, adjusted his emotions in just a few seconds and expressed his willingness to cooperate.

"You can ask anything, but I can’t guarantee I can answer everything."

As he spoke, he even voluntarily moved away from the door that served as an escape route and approached Fu Qian to demonstrate his sincerity.

"What I can guarantee is that I will answer everything I know."

He even spread his hands to show that he wasn’t hiding any weapons.

"Because I’m well aware of the situation, and there’s no room for struggle against those who can wait for me in advance."

Finishing his words earnestly, this over-two-meter-tall strongman sat upright, like a prisoner waiting for a verdict.

"Sounds sincerely committed."

Fu Qian, being stared at by those earnest eyes, didn’t overdo his stance, even clapping his hands a few times.

Honesty is the foundation of communication.

The stance displayed so perfectly by this person was not merely a plea but an attempt to establish a higher dialogue position, one on which mutual promises could be based.

And in such cases, responding is a courtesy.

While speaking, Fu Qian even measured the distance between them with his eyes.

Although Brother Strong was far from the door, he didn’t sit at the most convenient spot for communication either, leaving room for maneuvering.

This was undoubtedly also a manifestation of his survival instinct.

"I knew I was right... Something is about to happen."

Realizing a fragile understanding was vaguely reached, Brother Strong visibly breathed a sigh of relief and mused.

"Oh, why?"

Fu Qian blinked and smoothly followed up.

"Because things have been unnaturally peaceful for a while now."

...

No wonder they say big guys are wise.

Faced with Brother Strong’s refreshingly unique logic, even Fu Qian couldn’t help but admire him.

"So how should I address you?"

But this time, he didn’t cooperate so readily, opting instead for the conventional query logic and asking for a name first.

"Hao Ke."

Brother Strong obviously had no issue with this, introducing himself quickly and correctly, showing no intention of counter-questioning.

"Good name."

Although they had crossed paths before, even during the omen awaiting scene where important instructions were given, names had not been exchanged with Brother Strong until now.

This name, paired with his physique, honestly created quite an impression.

"So where does this recent peace in Xi Yuan manifest?"

However, Fu Qian didn’t enjoy critiquing such matters and, after a polite compliment, smoothly steered the conversation back.

"It’s not just recent; even before the Night Watchman updated Xi Yuan’s personnel configuration, it’s been peaceful for more than a day."

True to his word, Brother Hao Ke immediately displayed his cooperative attitude.

"Everyone is working low-key, avoiding conflicts, even including those from the Huang Family."

"And since the Night Watchman increased their forces, their actions have been more restrained. Even we’ve suffered fewer losses in our daily dealings."

After that incident, the Night Watchman sent more people over?

It does make sense.

After all, with the original configuration, it was indeed hard to see how we’d handle another evil omen if it occurred.

Fu Qian fully understood the reasons behind the significant changes Brother Hao Ke mentioned.

Including why the Huang Family became more docile—it was their descendants who caused trouble in the first place.

"So why did the Night Watchman increase their forces?"

Next moment, Fu Qian nodded and continued asking casually.

...

In that instant, despite trying hard to cover it up, Brother Hao Ke’s body betrayed a slight tension, which was obvious to Fu Qian.

"Sorry, I’m not really sure about this... I only heard it stemmed from a multi-casualty accident, even involving an innocent couple, and the Night Watchman handled it with great secrecy."

But he only hesitated for a moment before continuing with "I have nothing to hide."

So how did Su Zhiyan manage to intimidate these people?

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian couldn’t help but ponder.

In the mission summary back then, it was mentioned that to help maintain a low profile, Su Gao, besides writing the report alone, had also given the people present a piece of "advice."

Reality proved that its effect was quite good.

So much time had passed, yet Brother Hao Ke, cautious about his life and with a death threat looming, chose ignorance despite his hesitation.

Have to say, it was quite thoughtful of him.

"I see, but the situation you’ve described seems to be a logical development, no?"

Appearing not to doubt him, Fu Qian quickly shifted the focus back, expressing his confusion.

"After the accident, the Transcendents became cautious, focussing on their safety, and with the Night Watchman putting in more effort, what’s wrong with things being a bit more peaceful?"

"Well..."

For the first time, Brother Hao Ke stumbled, seemingly finding it hard to convey his introspective journey.

But as is widely known, human potential is limitless. Under Fu Qian’s gaze, he finally broke through, and began searching himself, piquing curiosity about what significant item he had hidden.

Unfortunately, almost simultaneously, strange winds swept through, altering the scene in Fu Qian’s eyes.

Amidst the sound of metal collisions, the lights abruptly went out.

...

"Hahaha... Now you know the real reason I kept my distance? Are you satisfied with what’s below?"

Amidst continuous falls, Hao Ke, who was previously searching, now looked at the empty space in front of him, his posture suddenly changing, laughing out thunderously.

"Honestly, this wasn’t prepared for you, but it inspired me to realize I can make further preparations, thanks to that person..."

Even at this moment, he seemed to instinctively be secretive about certain things, leaving his sentence unfinished.

"In any case, don’t waste your efforts; the place you’ve fallen into has custom materials, aside from its depth, so don’t even think about tricking me into opening it."

"Next, you’ll need to reflect inside, perhaps considering how to answer the possible questions I may ask—"

The warm reminder was abruptly interrupted by the crisp, extraordinary sound of things breaking, as Hao Ke’s stunned gaze fell upon the bursting metal fragments and the ensuing emergence of Bai Shuang.

Compared to the even more icy and translucent strange arm, the next moment it clamped around his neck, lifting his burly body entirely off the ground.

"Got it?"

Of course, Fu Qian knew who Brother Hao Ke was referring to with "that person," and in appreciation for this sentiment, he cooperatively reused an old line.

"Got... it..."

Brother Hao Ke was the same.