Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2746: Chapter 2741: The Rebellious Sea of Souls

Indeed, ambitious.

Back when I was with Elder Lone King, I realized Brother Patch had a much broader vision compared to the likes of the Blasphemous King. Now, I finally catch a glimpse.

Not only is he aware of the warehouse administrator’s SAN Points weakness, but he even grasps the essence of its meaning to some extent?

Silence, flowers in full bloom.

In the Abandoned Prison where only the Abandonment King resides, Fu Qian recalled a highly recognizable voice.

Even the usual style is akin to my own, a bald head with no hair.

Indeed, only with a broader vision can one truly empathize with many things.

Now, I can say my curiosity is further piqued. After the last commotion during the wedding hall incident, what is Lord Pa Qi up to now?

Apart from that, today’s research findings seem to answer another question.

That is, during the previous mission, why was it that only a light poke was needed to dismantle Lord of Father’s Amnion’s Sanctuary?

At the time, I speculated it might be because outsiders are considered the ultimate blasphemous objects in this world.

But where is the blasphemy? Today, this question seems to have an answer.

Because the identity tied to outsiders might be linked to places such as the Abandoned Prison, reaching to the core essence of this world.

And it has been proven earlier that even ordinary Superior Beings are intensely repelled by the Sea of Souls.

Such a transcendent existence, being considered dirtier by the Sea of Souls, is not surprising.

Speaking of it, the closer one is to the world’s essence, the more they are rejected. This Sea of Souls certainly is quite rebellious.

Anyway, it’s about done.

With a sense of contentment, Fu Qian stretched in a way quite mismatched with his identity, as if waking up from a nap.

Renovation isn’t something completed overnight, no need to rush. Besides, if unrestrained by the matter of life, the Abandoned Prison would already have quite the popularity by now.

His eyes swept over the six occupied round tables, and Fu Qian was quite satisfied with the changes in the Abandoned Prison, turning his ring in the next moment.

...

Indeed, time flows like light, appearing not early at all.

Unsurprisingly, in the next moment, Fu Qian sat back behind the bookstore counter.

And at a glance, the Gold business hours seemed greatly diminished, as the sky began to darken.

Fortunately, being a mature businessman, he always focuses on the present, never troubled by the regrets of the past.

Moreover, from Fu Qian’s perspective, even though the sky dimmed, the atmosphere of the entire Shangjing remained fervent.

Swish——

Walking forward to open the closed blinds, Fu Qian felt the slightly improved lighting.

This time, apart from the gains in research, the competitiveness of the two young individuals surely was also spurred.

North Jiang En and South Tyler, in the already turbulent Shangjing Martial Arts scene, who knows what waves these two young talents will stir.

As a creator of undercurrents, Fu Qian didn’t feel a single bit of arrogance, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the evening of Shangjing, filled with endless sighs.

Knock, knock——

Unfortunately, this demeanor didn’t last long, probably because the owner stood behind the window, causing passersby to misunderstand the business.

A sound not too loud came, as someone carefully knocked on the door’s glass from outside.

It was yet another young woman.

Nevertheless, there was no dissatisfaction. Fu Qian turned his head, his gaze landing on that still somewhat youthful face.

Pale blue dress, wearing a soft hat.

Though she dressed as plainly as possible, her good manners couldn’t be concealed, seemingly indicating that Ms. Gan shouldn’t be traveling alone.

Yes, not only youthful but also familiar; it was indeed the Municipal Official’s daughter, seen at the recent banquet.

Although I was mainly eating the whole time while Yuan Shan chatted with this young lady, at least we are acquainted to the level of nodding terms.

However, despite worrying about the Shangjing Martial Arts, having the daughter of the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch show up was somewhat unexpected.

Click——

At the moment when the other appeared slightly hesitant, contemplating whether to wait a bit longer or leave apologetically, Fu Qian opened the door, granting Ms. Gan... Baobao a special treatment.

"Welcome!"

Greeting with a smile, only then did Fu Qian realize he didn’t even know her exact name.

...

"Sorry for the interruption."

Seemingly surprised by the hospitality, Gan Baobao was momentarily stunned but apologized immediately.

"Indeed, an interruption."

Fu Qian was very easygoing, even agreeing with the expression of interruption, while gesturing for her to enter.

Hmm...

Gan Baobao seemed at a loss for words, but ultimately, with the vigor of youth, hesitated for a moment before accepting the invitation inside.

"Nice place, though small, very exquisite..."

Moreover, not forgetting social etiquette, attempting to find highlights of the bookstore after taking a few steps while trying to remain calm.

"Chief Yuan mentioned that my place doesn’t meet the tax standards."

It’s a pity the shop owner misunderstood her, appearing thoughtful, his sharp business instincts triggered, decisively citing the endorsement from the Chief of the Night Watchman.

"Ah? I didn’t——"

Being young, it’s relatively unbearable to be misunderstood.

Upon realizing the intent behind his words, perceiving herself as mistaken for a tax inspector, Baobao’s face flushed slightly red as she hurriedly denied it.

"Help yourself to a drink."

Unfortunately, the conversation was smoothly bypassed, as Fu Qian had already returned behind the counter, gesturing to imply self-service tea in the bookstore.

Just a bit too self-service though...

Glancing at the tea that looked like it had been cold for a while, Baobao hesitated for a moment.

But after a brief psychological battle, she stepped forward to make a drink.

...

In awkward moments, people subconsciously look for something to do.

Otherwise, why would Fu Qian make an effort to leave her in awkwardness?

Baobao clearly had less experience in this area, fumbling around before finally pouring a cup of brewed tea for the storekeeper.

"Father doesn’t know I’m here. He even strictly forbade it. Please don’t worry; I’m absolutely not here to trouble you.

"I was just passing by and couldn’t resist my curiosity about this place, thinking of coming as a customer to take a look."

After doing all this, Baobao seemed noticeably calmer, promptly beginning her explanation.

"It’s alright, I often host various young talents here."

Fu Qian didn’t doubt her words, waving her to relax.

"And feel free to ask any questions you have."

Of course, he didn’t truly believe she was particularly interested in the bookstore.

"... I’m curious, how do you perceive my father?"

As expected, after a brief hesitation, Baobao indeed responded to the prompt.