Chapter 878: Chapter 876: Origin Chapter 878: Chapter 876: Origin Judging from the results, even if there was something involving the “Transcendent,” this person seemed to be unaware of it.
“Looks like your employers are quite generous.”
While Fu Qian was analyzing the test results, Tan Ying finally came back to her senses.
“So Cecilia, did you just arrive in Lincheng today?”
Her tone, which carried admiration, seemed to be an attempt to ease the awkwardness as she casually spoke.
“Yes.”
Cecilia, who had been sitting elegantly the whole time, nodded.
“The trip was only arranged this morning, a very beautiful place.”
“Then later, you could have Fu Qian show you around.”
Saying these light-hearted words, Tan Ying felt her thoughts gradually stabilize.
“So your name is Fu Qian?”
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, the other party turned around and looked at Fu Qian with a bit of surprise.
“That’s an interesting name.”
So you don’t even know what your own consultant is called? Aren’t you here specifically to see him?
Realizing what the person had meant, Tan Ying’s eyes widened as she looked at the two people in front of her, feeling utterly confused in her logic.
I knew it was only a matter of time before I would be found out.
As the person involved, Fu Qian glanced at her indifferently and was not at all surprised by this development.
This meant that there would now be one more person in the world who could call upon him.
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At this moment, Tan Ying, having gotten over her initial shock, seemed to realize that she might have caused trouble.
She glanced at Fu Qian cautiously and, seeing that he was acting normally, somewhat let down her guard.
In fact, she was indeed overthinking it.
After completing the main task of integrating into the world, the current Fu Qian was completely in vacation mode, his attitude as relaxed as could be.
Including a few probes, which were done casually, he just observed how things unfolded.
If there was anything to be truly concerned about, Tan Ying wouldn’t have been able to come in at all.
A mere thought could have had her continue shopping instead.
The reason he didn’t do so was that, in Fu Qian’s view, casually manipulating someone’s thoughts was impolite behavior.
Indeed, although often notorious for his mental dominations, Fu Qian always considered himself respectful of others in most situations.
Even more so than they respect themselves.
“So you both probably haven’t had lunch yet? Would you like to grab something to eat together?”
Although Tan Ying could sense that true indifference from Fu Qian’s leisure, as a well-mannered young person, she still felt her behavior might have been improper.
Originally intending to satisfy her curiosity and leave, she suddenly felt she should do something to make amends and, after a little thought, made the suggestion.
And the suggestion was clearly a reasonable one.
After all, it was just past noon, and Cecilia, having traveled here, was very likely not to have had lunch.
“I’ve eaten already.”
“Same here.”
What she didn’t expect was that, in the next moment, both of them would give the same synchronized response.
…So what was your original plan? To have a polite, detached meetup with tea and then leave?
Tan Ying felt utterly baffled by these two, with a strong urge to just walk away.
“So what are your plans now?”
Taking a deep breath, Tan Ying decided she couldn’t go on like this.
“I remember there’s a haunted house nearby that was blessed by a high monk?”
Faced with her question, Fu Qian pondered seriously for a moment and, without consulting his client, said directly.
From the beginning, he had no plans to have lunch with this client who had come for a consultation.
In his view, hosting was not within the scope of responsibilities of a consultant, to say nothing of the fact that the commission had already ended.
So, before leaving the house, he had already made himself a brunch.
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Haunted house?
At this suggestion from Fu Qian, Tan Ying was momentarily stunned, her expression visibly turning mournful.
The past horror stories of Lincheng were definitely memories she was unwilling to bring up.
However, there was finally a suggestion.
And having played along for half the day, it could be considered making amends for the earlier faux pas, but wait–could this have been his real intention all along?
Did he deliberately invite her, then fail to give a heads-up, ultimately to scheme her into acting as a tour guide?
Although she had no evidence, recalling his nasty style, she grew more suspicious the more she thought about it and couldn’t help but scrutinize him with a fixed gaze.
Unfortunately, you would never get any meaningful information from Fu Qian’s face.
“Wait for me a moment, I’ll put my things back in the car.”
In the end, Tan Ying averted her gaze and let out a resigned sigh.
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“Master?”
During the weekend buzz, there were still plenty of young people seeking thrills.
Almost immediately upon arrival at the destination, the bald, devoted owner recognized Fu Qian with an exclamation.
Clearly, the impression left by the Master who took his props was profoundly memorable.
This respectful address caught the sideways glance of numerous onlookers, including the mysterious customer, Cecilia.
“How’s business?”
Yet Fu Qian didn’t mind these things, greeting the owner with casual ease.
“Mediocre at best, and I still owe you thanks for your help last time.”
In the midst of speaking, the bald owner glanced at Tan Ying and Cecilia.
Both were memorable at first sight; he was sure this purple-dressed lady had never been here before.
Truly a master, each companion he brought was of star caliber.
Is this the charm of belief!
“There’s a queue forming already.”
Tan Ying, however, ignored this life revelation and urged forward with an expressionless face.
Uh…
The bald owner seemed to sense a certain solemn atmosphere and immediately ceased the pleasantries.
But from his brief glance, he seemed to attribute Tan Ying’s bad mood to some kind of Shura battleground.
In fact, not just him, probably over ninety percent of the onlookers shared a similar view.
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Alas, there was no second mirror.
Both Tan Ying and Cecilia demonstrated considerable emotional control, quickly engaging in friendly conversation, even leaving Fu Qian on the sidelines.
And he clearly didn’t mind, observing the surroundings as he walked.
One of his purposes for suggesting this place was to see if the bald owner had any new findings.
Unfortunately, there had been no discoveries so far.
Although he seemed like an outsider, his presence still had its own significance.
For instance, Miss Tan, whose courage wasn’t too great, felt inexplicably emboldened upon realizing Master Fu was walking close by, as if his presence was sufficiently powerful to ward off evil.
In contrast, Cecilia, the younger woman, wasn’t quite as composed, occasionally letting out exclamations as the scenes before her changed.
However, for some reason, Tan Ying always felt that this very normal reaction was a bit unnatural.
“So, Sister Cecilia’s home isn’t too far from Lincheng?”
As they continued to talk, Tan Ying’s way of addressing her grew more familiar.
She clearly didn’t want to make her companion too unsettled, so naturally tried to divert her attention.
Judging by how she had only decided to come here this morning, yet arrived by noon, it was a reasonable assumption.
“Actually, it’s quite far.”
However, to her surprise, the woman shook her head in response.
“I came from the next city over, and for the past month or so, I’ve been living there.”
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