Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Blood Lion_1

“Requisition?”

After Fu Qian finished speaking, the trio of police officers exchanged glances, their faces filled with the unwillingness of facing aggression.

Regrettably, their resolve didn’t last more than ten seconds; one of them, under a gesture, still obediently handed over the keys.

Obviously, the leader among them was aware enough to understand that they had become involved in some sort of undesirable dispute, and in such cases, following the rules was the safest course of action.

“Can you drive?”

Fu Qian didn’t make things difficult for them, simply tossing the keys to Wen Li.

“…Yes.”

Wen Li caught them reflexively, a dazed look on her face.

Clearly, it wasn’t often that Miss Wen served as a driver.

“Then let’s go.”

Fu Qian didn’t elaborate further and took the lead out the door.

…

As Wen Li took the driver’s seat, the three police officers stood neatly on the roadside, looking over at her with a sense of loss.

“Where to?”

Wen Li clearly had some understanding of Fu Qian’s style. After a momentary shock, she quickly recovered.

After seriously adjusting the seat, she turned to Fu Qian and asked.

“Wherever.”

By this time, Fu Qian had already closed his eyes to rest in the back seat.

“Wherever?”

Wen Li couldn’t help but be shocked again.

“That’s right, just drive anywhere, as long as we get a good distance from the bookstore,” he said.

“I’m quite fond of this place; it’d be a pity to wreck it.”

…

Wen Li furrowed her attractive eyebrows, clearly not understanding what he meant by wrecks.

Even so, she started the car obediently.

Driving a police car was, it must be said, a quite pleasant experience – the road was clear, and in a certain sense, it was more impressive than Night Watchmen going out.

After all, one couldn’t always wear the word “Transcendent” on their face.

“According to my understanding, the Gulad Corporation was initially formed around the core of the Gulad Family,” Wen Li said, driving steadily as she shared the information she knew with Fu Qian.

“There’s a saying they have a Bloodline Clan, giving them physical strength far beyond ordinary people, with many high-ranking fighters among them,” she added.

“And relatively speaking, they tend to be less inhibited in their actions.”

“Furthermore, they have a Demigod in place, so their strength has expanded rapidly over the years.”

“If targeted by them, we could indeed face some trouble.”

“Bloodline Clan? The kind with wings?”

Fu Qian’s focus was clearly different from most.

“It doesn’t seem like that. I’ve seen members of their clan; they look pale-faced, but apart from that, they’re not much different from normal people, although they do appear somewhat more refined,” Wen Li tried hard to recall.

“Nighttime activities?”

“Not that I’m aware of… However, they indeed have some abilities related to darkness,” she said.

Abilities related to darkness.

Fu Qian nodded slightly.

This seemed to match Yuan Shan’s previous claims, and judging from their actions, they probably didn’t get along well with Gan Zuoxun.

“But in my estimation, they wouldn’t create chaos in Shangjing so recklessly, as they have numerous competitors.”

Is that so?

Fu Qian gave her a look and then suddenly spoke up.

“Brake.”

“Brake?”

Wen Li was clearly puzzled, but trusting Fu Qian, she quickly began to slow down.

Boom!

In the next moment, as twilight deepened, a streak of light flashed across the sky, and a figure descended from above.

A tremendous force came through, bringing the car to an abrupt halt.

In an instant, the speed dropped to zero, and the high-quality police car emitted a grating noise, nearly falling apart from inertia.

The windows, too, had turned into countless fragments and had flown out.

“What’s going on?”

This sudden incident had, predictably, given Wen Li quite the scare.

Fortunately, she wasn’t driving too fast and, thanks to Fu Qian’s warning, she had slowed down in advance, so she wasn’t embarrassingly thrown from the car.

At this moment, having regained her composure, she was staring at the figure in front of the car.

It was a middle-aged man with a striking stature, wearing a thick coat, with distinctive facial features and a slender build.

His elongated arm was pressed against the hood of the police car, with a large dent beneath his palm.

Clearly, he had just executed a descent-from-heaven palm technique, bringing the moving car to a halt with one hand.

Obviously, the newcomer bore ill will!

What were we talking about just now?

The Bloodline Clan of the Gulad Family?

Fu Qian up and down assessed the one obstructing their way.

Regardless, calling his appearance “delicate” would be somewhat unconscionable.

Besides, his entire body was shrouded in a bright yellow glow.

This scene seemed all too familiar.

Fu Qian recalled a certain old money family of lower resolution.

“Huang Zhixun!”

At this time Wen Li also exclaimed, seemingly recognizing the newcomer.

That name sounds a bit familiar.

Fu Qian took a moment to recall.

“Blood Lion?”

“You know of him?”

Wen Li seemed somewhat surprised.

In her mind, Fu Qian had always regarded all heroes of the world as nothing special.

“I’ve heard a bit.”

Fu Qian reminisced over his eventful years in Xi Yuan City.

If he remembered correctly, this person was the pride of the Huang Leji’s clan.

At first glance, his bearing was indeed extraordinary.

It’s just your look…

Fu Qian sized up Huang Zhixun, who said nothing, slowly retracting his hand with an indescribable elegance and composure.

Is he trying to imitate Professor Do from ‘My Love from the Star’?

It seems a bit off, doesn’t it? At the very least, that guy is way more good-looking than you.

“That’s right, he is Huang Zhixun from Xi Yuan’s Huang Family; the distinctive Emperor Energy makes him easily recognized.”

Wen Li confirmed Fu Qian’s statement.

“Indeed.”

Fu Qian similarly had a strong impression.

“Only forty years old and at the peak of the Fourth Phase, he is touted as possibly the youngest Demigod in recent years.”

Wen Li’s tone was serious, but she didn’t look too concerned.

She was very aware that although Huang Zhixun might ascend to be a Demigod, the one before her was a genuine Demigod already.

Only forty years old with prospects of being the youngest Demigod.

Fu Qian repeated Wen Li’s words in his mind, looking toward the direction of the Night Watchmen Base.

Does this mean next time I see her I should call Yuan Shan ‘Auntie’?

“If it’s convenient, would the two of you care to step out and chat?”

As they talked, Huang Zhixun, who had finally finished posing at the front of the car, now stood with his hands behind his back, radiating imposing allure.

Fu Qian, however, did not respond, instead taking a look around him.

Although this place couldn’t be considered a bustling area, it definitely wasn’t secluded either.

Huang Zhixun’s actions had undoubtedly frightened quite a few people.

Even now, the screams had not completely stopped.

Nevertheless, after the initial shock, the crowd didn’t all disperse but instead formed a distant circle of onlookers.

“Huang Zhixun?”

After surveying enough, Fu Qian opened the door and got out of the car.

Without waiting for a reply, he directly asked.

“Correct.”

Huang Zhixun looked quite pleased that Fu Qian recognized him.

“Good.”

Unfortunately, Fu Qian then nodded expressionlessly.

“You are suspected of endangering public safety.”