Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 991: Chapter 989: Gospel (Six) Chapter 991: Chapter 989: Gospel (Six) This was indeed the case.

Fu Qian’s statements about the Night Watchman had clearly gained Ji Liushuang’s approval.

If there was indeed something fishy hidden in her instincts, then after being attacked, her family would likely opt to resolve the issue themselves and avoid involving the Night Watchman.

It was indeed a method of verification.

But still, there was that same question: why would this person jeopardize themselves to help her?

And to offer such fitting advice, no less?

He surely couldn’t be trying to reform her in such a way so that she would sincerely help him, could he?

How could someone with such shrewd tactics harbor such naive thoughts!

For a moment, Ji Liushuang felt her intelligence being challenged.

Indeed, she still harbored doubts about his motives!

Making eye contact with Ji Liushuang’s deep, dark eyes, Fu Qian felt a pang of emotion.

In theory, he could simply reveal his identity right then and present himself as a knight of justice coming to assist her.

Despite her suspicions, she would probably not refuse to help, and might even actively assist with the mission.

However, such actions would complicate later explanations of how he could be in two places at once, and her behavior would also dramatically change from being forced to guide to becoming a mole.

Although he had previously expressed little affection for the Ji family, this place was still conceptually a home for her, and there was no need to rush her into making this somewhat cruel decision.

Moreover, currently seeing that Miss Liushuang was extremely intelligent, even if their collaboration was based on coerced interests, the efficiency was not lacking.

…

“Okay, so you’ll make your move wearing this disguise?”

At this point, Ji Liushuang was already considering the details of the operation.

She even unabashedly admired the mask on Fu Qian’s face.

“It really is a wondrous item; you look just like an ordinary person.”

Clearly, she recognized and understood the value of this effect.

“Praise is too kind; it’s bestowed by the Pontiff, convenient for discreet actions,” Fu Qian modestly replied.

“You don’t need to worry about how I’ll intervene, just determine how severe the injuries should appear?”

“… The injuries can be quite severe to enhance the realism, but it would be best not to overly hinder mobility,” Ji Liushuang inhaled sharply and said, clearly having thought this through.

“Understood. It needs to have a strong visual impact,” Fu Qian nodded.

“Leave it to me.”

“As for the location, it could happen on your way back from the Gospel Group.”

Suppressing her own anxieties about her future, Ji Liushuang swiftly moved on to the next topic.

“This way, it can largely prevent you from being excessively interrogated and having your movements restricted.”

“How should I contact you afterwards? Our communication tools might be monitored, after all.”

“It doesn’t need to be that complicated, and just letting it happen nearby is fine, as simply getting turned away from the Gospel Group and having that lead directly to a deadly threat against you would be a bit far-fetched,” Fu Qian waved his hand. Ji Liushuang’s planning was certainly thorough, but she was obviously still too conservative, mainly because she knew nothing about the capabilities of her collaborator.

“What you mean is…”

Ji Liushuang seemed to realize something.

“There can be two victims, one being you and Mr. 233,” said Fu Qian, pointing at himself.

“At this stage, no matter what, this identity’s actions will be limited, so it’s not of much value anymore.”

“There will be a Transcendent wearing a mask, who will rescue you at a critical moment and then take you back to Silver Mist Manor.”

This…

Ji Liushuang had been puzzling over what an untroublesome way to contact would be, never imagining this person would directly want to follow her home.

Was this why he had shown her the mask?

And regarding how to address him, he had straightforwardly given a name…

Instinctively, the feeling of inviting a wolf into one’s house surfaced, accompanied by subconscious worries.

“My mother, she—”

“I already visited a couple of days ago.”

Fu Qian cut her off abruptly.

And clearly, this reason was irrefutable; Ji Liushuang fell silent immediately.

The other party had already infiltrated Silver Mist Manor as a member of the Gospel Group; if they had intended harm towards her mother, why wait until now?

“Don’t worry, I promise not to cause trouble unnecessarily.”

Seeing that Ji Liushuang was beginning to understand, Fu Qian chuckled lightly and made a proactive promise.

“What you need to do now is to think of a suitable identity for me.”

“That’s no problem… But even if I can deceive my family, what if the Night Watchman comes?”

Ji Liushuang clenched her teeth and voiced her last concern.

“Isn’t it a good thing for you if the Night Watchman can be called over so promptly?”

Fu Qian chuckled again.

“Your family is so irreproachable; shouldn’t your concerns be alleviated by now?”

“That makes sense… Let’s begin then.”

Ji Liushuang took a deep breath. Although she felt like she was being manipulated, growing up independent had taught her to face reality first and foremost.

Her choices were not between being manipulated or not but between being manipulated or dying here.

…

This look seems familiar!

Having agreed on the time and place, Ji Liushuang left first; soon after, Fu Qian groomed himself from head to toe and changed his appearance.

When he covered his head with a thick cloth while holding a lantern, the appearance that emerged reminded him of a scene when he was shopping in a cage in Dunis.

Time flies!

Amidst a sigh, he picked up the lantern in the same manner, even remembering to close the door casually as he left.

…

As the sunset slanted, a figure in a green long gown walked slowly on the busy street.

Observing closely, one could see a furrowed brow on the golden-hued side-profile under the sunset, indicating a troubled mind.

The serene scene caused passersby to subconsciously keep their distance, wary of disturbing her.

However, at a certain moment, the figure abruptly shuddered, stopping her advancing steps mid-way, twisting at an incredible speed.

This sudden change left the bystanders dumbfounded, yet before they could comprehend the reason, the elegant figure had already tumbled away like a kite with a broken string.

Even the wall behind her kicked up a cloud of dust, seemingly struck by something evaded.

But in the next moment, a flash of silver allowed the fallen figure to maintain a delicate balance, crouching up instantly while a rapier appeared in her hand, ready in a defensive posture.

Unfortunately, just like the sudden attack, no trace of the attacker was to be seen.

“Who goes there?”

Almost simultaneously, a scolding voice fell from above.

A nearby illegally parked car’s hood was crushed down by half, sending debris flying everywhere.

Was such an exaggeration necessary? Worried the spectacle was too subtle and lacking witnesses?

Feeling like her shoulder was nearly shattered, Ji Liushuang was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Are you alright?”

At this moment, justice that had leaped from the skies and failed to chase down the perpetrator had already returned and knelt down, asking with concern.