Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 22: Chapter 21: How Many of You Can Fight Like This_1

“When did I ever kill someone?”

Facing Tan Mingxue’s accusation, Fu Qian asked as if it were nothing.

“Still playing dumb?”

Tan Mingxue let out a cold laugh.

“The conflict here yesterday is already common knowledge. You personally killed a Transcendent. Do you really want to deny it?”

“I’m sorry, but all matters related to Transcendents are under our jurisdiction. Since it involves the death of a Transcendent, you’ll need to come with me.”

“So you’re talking about that?”

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Fu Qian’s expression remained utterly calm.

“Indeed someone died here yesterday, but he fell to his death from the fourth floor.”

“You can explain that slowly after you come back with me.”

Tan Mingxue spoke coldly, a fleeting murderous aura emanating from her.

“My patience has its limits. If you continue to be stubborn, don’t blame me for not being nice.”

“Group Leader Tan!”

Wen Li was getting a bit anxious at this point.

“Mr. Fu is a bodyguard we legally hired. The conflict was entirely because an assassin tried to harm me, and Mr. Fu was just fulfilling his duties. How could you be so indiscriminate?”

Upon seeing Wen Li’s reaction, Tan Mingxue’s face softened slightly.

“We are just asking Mr. Fu to assist with confirmation. If there’s no problem, he will be back soon. After all, given the intense fight and the death of a Transcendent, we need to ensure everyone’s safety. Please understand.”

This woman seems determined not to leave without taking me today.

Fu Qian thought to himself.

According to the data collected on the Night Watchman, they indeed had the right to inquire into any conflict involving Transcendents.

But with the incident only happening yesterday, at the Wen Family Mansion, and now she’s already here today, Fu Qian didn’t believe there weren’t other factors involved.

Thinking of Young Master Ye who hadn’t shown up all day, Fu Qian had a hunch.

So he still couldn’t swallow his pride!

It was very likely that after secretly investigating his background and finding nothing, he simply decided to stir trouble and let the Night Watchman bother him.

Even if he couldn’t use them to kill for him, the least he could do was to use the Night Watchman to probe for some of his secrets.

Currently, it seemed he only had two choices.

Choice one: Go with this Group Leader Tan, leaving Miss Wen here, to rely on a bunch of bodyguards and Young Master Ye’s people to protect her life for a while.

Since the Ye Family had intentions of marriage, they would generally not want this future daughter-in-law to die.

Choice two: Refuse to cooperate, activate Shura Mode, take out this Group Leader Tan Mingxue directly, and then deal with the endlessly coming Night Watchman one by one, until nobody comes to bother him anymore while he completes his task.

That feels a bit too Shura-like!

Although Miss Wen’s life might not be safe if he left, the success rate of choice two was obviously not high.

The key point was that Wen Li would probably be scared out of her wits and do something unpredictable.

In the end, Fu Qian decided to cooperate for the time being and get a feel for the strength of the Night Watchman in this region.

After all, if he really had to take the Shura route, at least he’d have an idea of the strength of his opponents.

“No problem, then I’ll come with you.”

Under Wen Li’s worried gaze, Fu Qian followed Tan Mingxue out of the Wen Family Mansion.

In the crowd, Fu Qian spotted Master Ji, who had clashed with him twice yesterday, but Young Master Ye was nowhere to be seen.

Fearing I would kill him in anger?

Fu Qian instantly understood the reason.

This person was obviously feeling guilty, worried that Fu Qian might guess it was his doing, and before following Tan Mingxue, out of fear, he might lash out and take him down, so he simply opted to hide and not show up.

It’s possible that right now, he’s watching from some window.

He really is small-minded and overly cautious!

The journey was rather long. After lots of twists and turns, just when Fu Qian was about to lose his patience, the car finally stopped.

“Please.”

Tan Mingxue got out of the car first, and Fu Qian followed, seeing the Night Watchman’s base for the first time.

This place was much more down-to-earth than he had imagined.

Contrasting with the scenic beauty of the Wen Family’s private villa, the Night Watchman’s base was actually located in the middle of a busy city area.

From the outside, it looked quite ordinary although the area was not small.

Only after following Tan Mingxue inside the base did he feel something extraordinary.

The building’s interior was clearly meticulously arranged, with many areas made of special materials.

There weren’t many people coming and going, but each of them carried an air of authority and seemed to be of no ordinary strength.

“Some other relevant personnel will be here shortly.”

Tan Mingxue led Fu Qian into an office, gestured for him to sit down, and took out an exquisite notebook.

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“Before we proceed, I need to confirm a few simple questions with you.”

“Ask away.”

Fu Qian looked around as he answered lazily.

“Is Fu Qian your real name? Theoretically, all Transcendent information should be registered internally with the Night Watchman, but I’ve checked all the records, and there’s never been a record of you.”

“Of course it is. As for why there’s no record of me, it might be because I haven’t been a Transcendent for very long.”

“Oh?”

Tan Mingxue rolled her eyes.

“Based on the current information, your strength is at least Sixth Phase. Are you trying to tell me that you went from an ordinary person to a Middle Tier Transcendent in just a few days?”

“Can’t I? The other night, I was observing the celestial phenomena when suddenly, I had a revelation that gave me insight.”

Clang!

Tan Mingxue’s notebook slammed onto the table.

After calming down a bit, Tan Mingxue picked up the notebook again.

“Do you know who you killed yesterday?”

“An assassin. And let me emphasize, I just injured him. It was his own fall that killed him.”

“Moreover, as a professional bodyguard, I was merely fulfilling my duties.”

“Professional bodyguard.”

Tan Mingxue was now so exasperated she laughed.

“A professional bodyguard with a monthly salary of twenty-five thousand, is that so? Your asking price really isn’t high, is it!”

“Slim profit, high turnover, what we’re building is reputation!”

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“What’s going on?”

Just as Tan Mingxue was about to go ballistic, the office door was pushed open with a creak, and a bespectacled man in his thirties came in.

“He’s completely unreasonable, your turn to ask.”

Tan Mingxue snorted as she stood up.

“Masters always have distinctive personalities!”

The bespectacled man chuckled as he flipped through the notes and extended a hand toward Fu Qian, introducing himself.

“Mr. Fu, right? I am Qi Xue.”

“Please don’t take it the wrong way. The only reason we bothered you today is strictly due to our duties.

After all, the sudden appearance of a Middle Tier master in our jurisdiction is something we must get under control.

As for the conflict, Transcendents have strong life force, and fights and killings are inevitable. We can’t interfere in every single case.”

Look, we’re all colleagues here, and professional integrity is much better.

Fu Qian nodded.

“You may proceed with your questions.”

“We already have the basic information.”

The bespectacled man flipped through Tan Mingxue’s notes.

“So, I’ll ask the most intriguing question first, how did a master like you end up working as a bodyguard for the Wen Family?”

“Entrusted by someone.”

“Who?”

The bespectacled man suddenly looked spirited.

“No comment.”

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After asking a few more insignificant questions, the bespectacled man put the notebook aside.

“Thank you for your cooperation. You may leave now.”

“Hey!”

Tan Mingxue panicked.

“How can you let him go?”

“Based on the current data, Mr. Fu’s past is quite clean, and the conflict was indeed part of his duties. As for the lack of previous records, now that we have them, it’s resolved.”

The bespectacled man waved his hand to indicate to Tan Mingxue not to say more.

Turning his head toward Fu Qian:

“Mr. Fu, if you have any questions, you can ask us as well.”

Questions?

Fu Qian thought for a moment, then pointed at both him and Tan Mingxue.

“Inside this base, how many of you are as capable as you two?”