Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2638: Chapter 2633: Eight Malignant Women (9)

So this person simply doesn’t recognize it?

For Fu Qian, casually saying two lines was not only to help Su Gao avoid disturbance, but naturally also had the intention to test Nepheli’s background.

And the latter’s reaction seemed to reflect what it meant to meet an old acquaintance without recognition.

With a cautious gaze, this academy elder appeared very unfamiliar with his face.

"Just call me Fu Qian."

Rubbing his chin, Fu Qian gave a response that was very characteristic of Su Gao, honest and easygoing, while Wen Li beside him did not stop him.

"Fu Qian?"

It proved that their choice was correct. The next moment, Nepheli looked shocked, and a familiar scene replayed.

It’s just that, contrary to Su Gao’s situation, she seemed to recognize the name but not the person.

"Just some empty fame."

Faced with this somewhat bizarre development, Fu Qian adapted quickly, not even asking where the other party knew the name from, just waved his hand casually.

"Do you know who he is?"

Chief Yuan seemed to love joining the excitement, ears perked up, and almost had shining eyes, eagerly gossiped.

"Not sure, but I’ve heard the name."

Nepheli shook her head, but her gaze fell again on the shiny handcuffs.

"It’s said he’s not only a genius in mysticism, hosting numerous forbidden rituals, but he’s also very low-key, with hardly anyone having seen his true face."

Is that so... It feels a bit like a double entendre.

Today, Nepheli professed to be transforming into a praiseworthy fanatic, first highly praising Su Zhiyan, then vaguely mentioning Professor Fu’s research achievements.

That’s right, the saying of a genius could easily make people think of the title of academic leader, and indeed he has done a lot of things both inside and outside the academy.

But at the same time, if you view the warehouse task as a "forbidden ritual," these words also seem to make sense.

"But I’m not sure it’s him, after all, he looks really young, and there’s something odd about his state."

Unfortunately, Nepheli didn’t continue to explain, rather she looked him up and down, seeming a little unsure.

"Yes, that’s also why I have him locked together."

At the critical moment, Wen Li spoke up righteously, nodding slightly to signal her not to continue guessing, even raising the handcuffed hand as she spoke.

...

"No wonder, this is interesting."

Undoubtedly receiving some firm emotion, Nepheli’s expression was a bit complex at that moment, her smile unusual.

"Hiding here really shows some ideas... And then you can find him, it’s impressive."

And for Wen Li’s feat, she both gave high praise and a reminder.

"But you should be careful, given his influence at the academy, most likely those people won’t let you easily take him away."

Oh?

So she has indeed heard of the academic leader’s reputation? It suits Professor Nepheli’s former role as a researcher.

In just a few words, the situation seems very clear, the genius Nepheli speaks of does indeed refer to academic research, even knowing that Professor Fu is employed at the academy.

Including influence, the evaluation is quite high.

"Oh, not at all, just standing on the shoulders of those before me."

At least he was once a pillar of the Benevolence Institute, gaining recognition from such a figure is never easy.

Fu Qian sighed but couldn’t forget to modestly add a couple of words.

"I know."

Unfortunately, no one paid him much attention, Wen Li merely nodded slightly, acknowledging Nepheli’s reminder.

"They might have already activated an emergency plan, choosing the right time to rescue him."

Yet the latter’s warnings were not over, she continued reminding.

"Or kill him, I know."

Wenli wasn’t impatient, continuing to nod in agreement.

"After all, he knows too much."

...

It’s not just himself, the academy’s image seems also not so positive.

He remained unaffected by being ignored, facing Wen Li and the other’s dialogue, Fu Qian seemed to outline his own image within the current setting—

Mysticism genius, academy’s annual influential figure, forbidden ritual manipulator, repeatedly skirting danger.

Such a character setup undoubtedly establishes Wen Li’s motive for ridding the world of evil, fitting the current scenario and not overly abrupt.

After all, even in reality, attributing all this to himself isn’t much of a wrong.

But judging from their narrative, the academy’s banditry seems somewhat strong.

Not only obstructing the capture of a disreputable professor, but seemingly also involving some significant secrets behind the scenes, possibly resorting to murder to protect organizational interests.

"Mainly, the academy has too many unmentionable things."

In Fu Qian’s lament, Nepheli sighed softly, seemingly seeing Wen Li in a new light, amazed at her clarity.

"Every organization has many unmentionable things."

However, she was even more transparent than imagined, Wen Li replied without expression, escalating the talk to a new level.

"...But you still seem determined, may I ask why?"

Almost in admiration, Nepheli asked a question that concerned many.

"You can’t."

Unfortunately, the pleasant exchange ended there, and Wen Li coldly refused in the next moment.

"We’re almost out, you will soon regain your freedom."

...

Everyone’s just interest-related, no need to engage deeply with shallow connections.

The previously harmonious atmosphere froze instantly, Wen Li’s words were undoubtedly blunt, clearly reminding the other that this companionship was only due to coercion.

Because unable to solve your problem, we are forced to unite.

Fortunately, your requests seem soon to be resolved, you’re not planning to cling on, are you?

One has to say, the adaptability is sharp, in dealing with such an old worldly person, there’s currently no sign of losing.

Although it’s a bit hard to see why it’s "almost out."

The mist still lingered, the street still dead silent, the popularity still ice cold—screech!

As strategic decisions were being pointed out, the sharp sound of brakes pierced the silence once again, stopping the vehicle on the move forcibly.

Fortunately, with previous experience, facing such violent driving behavior, Fu Qian successfully reacted.

The un-cuffed hand bracing in front of him, once more saving his head from collision.

Since it seemed that the previously charitable Wen Li, this time, had no intention to help.

The previous exchanges seemed to trigger considerable vigilance, in the face of the sudden situation, she sat steady, clearly entering a combat stance.

"What’s going on?"

Confirming what happened, ready to act at any time.

"Don’t worry..."

Yuan Shan took responsibility promptly, speaking first to reassure the passengers.

"It just looks like we might need to get off."