Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2728: Chapter 2723: That One Is Don Juan

What was that saying, how rare is it to have parents who don’t ruin the mood?

The bride was performing so well, the groom’s little awkwardness was easily resolved, and the whole atmosphere was moving towards family happiness, but they just had to jump in with a weighty lesson.

At that moment, Fu Qian visibly noted that the genuine part of the guests’ smiles quietly faded away.

And some flames that had already died down flared up again momentarily.

"It’s not giving up a name; it was never my name to begin with."

As expected, the young man’s rebellious psyche flared up once more.

The groom, who had initially appeared contemplative, became serious again, emphasizing words he had previously spoken, one by one.

And undoubtedly, the level of rebellion skyrocketed.

"Oh? Then what was your original name?"

Seemingly stepping into a familiar territory, it was now Mr. Jose’s turn to pursue with a semi-serious smile.

"I have no name. To be precise, I shouldn’t have left any traces in this time and space."

Unfortunately, faced with a question that sparked some anticipation in Fu Qian, Mr. Ji Sr. played coy.

Shouldn’t leave any traces in this time and space? Considering the Administrator’s job nature, that’s not exactly incorrect.

But such words were clearly hard to understand for others.

Fu Qian noted from the corner of his eye that some ladies were barely able to resist standing up.

Even if forcibly held down, they were holding their breath, seemingly expecting the groom to jump off the altar and whisk them away.

So why was it from the corner of his eye?

Quite simply, as a member of the clergy, the sixth camera must maintain decorum in such a discordant atmosphere, not looking around indiscriminately.

"Too bad, I’m very certain you have one."

However, for Mr. Jose, such evasive words only revealed a guilty conscience, clearly having no effect.

He revealed a meaningful smile, as if scrutinizing thoroughly, speaking with deep certainty.

"Really? Then it seems you don’t object to what I’m about to do."

"Don Juan" also smiled rebelliously and really put pen to paper.

...

The distressed person’s reaction was grasped well indeed.

After uttering the inexplicable words, he was really ready to sign amidst being surrounded, and the groom’s actions undoubtedly drew everyone’s attention.

Yet perhaps it was too much pressure at once, or maybe the groom’s nature was truly vile, as the tip of the pen moved less than a millimeter and suddenly paused there.

This scene undoubtedly tormented any perfectionist, leaving the audience feeling a bit stifled.

But as they say, the expert sees the essence. For Fu Qian, even without the aid of Extraordinary Perception, he could still assert that Mr. Ji Sr. couldn’t be blamed this time.

Although extremely subtle, Don Juan seemed to be "frozen."

No need to guess, it was Mr. Jose who made the move. The notion of "not being oneself" appeared far more severe than the consequences of writing the wrong name.

It’s understandable, really. There was speculation earlier that this grand wedding might also serve as some sort of ceremony for Jose.

And as the undisputed core figure of this ceremony, the certainty of Don Juan himself cannot be compromised.

The previous admiration was also for this point, as Mr. Ji Sr. seemed a bit too meticulously attuned to Mr. Jose’s plans.

Some people like to praise anticipating things like a god, but when it comes down to actually doing things, one realizes many variables vary by a millimeter, leading to completely different outcomes.

Therefore, the ability to adapt randomly among many uncertain conditions often becomes the main job of the Administrator.

Yet, from just now until now, Mr. Ji Sr.’s operations can no longer be described as merely opportune; the entirety is akin to hacking.

For instance, this present situation. Let’s not say Mr. Ji Sr. most likely didn’t want to sign like this, hence the pretense to lure Jose to act.

There’s actually an unmentioned detail inside—if Mr. Jose could detect definite doubts, how could his probing methods be so gentle?

Yes, even as a Second Phase or higher player with the Face of the Divine Human, he seems completely unable to see through Mr. Ji Sr.’s disguise.

The current "Don Juan" is, for Jose, undeniably his son, which is why Mr. Ji Sr. was so exuberant all the way.

...

Invisible benefits are still benefits; no wonder it was the peak era of the warehouse.

A small taste of insider knowledge elicited more reflections in exchange.

Not to mention this stealth ability alone is already mind-blowingly powerful.

Either Mr. Ji Sr. acquired some special mission rewards, or perhaps the warehouse directly added rules.

Either way, you can’t help but feel the disparity in treatment, as by the time you get there, there seems to only be semblances left; sometimes not even that.

As for that nigh-perfect control of force?

It’s no longer about being adept at adapting; for Fu Qian, aside from a minuscule possibility, achieving this requires either numerous repetitions with many exaggerated trial-and-error opportunities or massive amounts of exaggerated intelligence support.

Either point also makes one feel the superiority of the working conditions.

Of course, no matter the reflections, for Fu Qian, this is undoubtedly good news, as the probability of successfully completing the mission has increased once more.

"So you’ve changed your mind?"

Though "frozen," the groom’s tone became even more uninhibited, not even addressing his father with any honorifics.

However, his language ability wasn’t restricted, once again proving the earlier judgments.

That is, Mr. Jose truly couldn’t see the flaw, so he deliberately allowed him to continue communicating.

"How could it be?"

Jose shook his head slightly, seemingly untroubled.

"I just wanted you to help me see if this is the wooden figure."

The next moment his right hand grasped in mid-air, retrieving something in his palm as he drew back.

...

So, it’s not just surveillance; can he casually retrieve anything in the Em House Palace?

Under such a twist, even the sixth camera couldn’t maintain composure any longer, immediately following with a gaze.

Under the lens, Fu Qian noted seeing it clearly: it was a rather intricately carved wooden puppet.

The body was somewhat uncoordinated, but the face was particularly vivid, clearly sculpted after the groom over there, and it was naked.

Mr. Jose pinched the bare neck and confirmed with the live groom if this was the wooden figure he spoke of earlier.

And no matter what Mr. Ji Sr. said, to Fu Qian, the answer was evident.

After all, he was present for the entire process of turning into a puppet, such that the clothes didn’t shrink with him, and these details matched up.

"Yes."

Mr. Ji Sr. continued with enthusiasm, admitting it with just a glance.

"I transformed him into this and hid him."