Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 730: Chapter 728: On-the-spot Arrest_1 Chapter 730: Chapter 728: On-the-spot Arrest_1 Learn to pass your concerns on to your opponent.

Clearly, Su Gao still had a long way to go in terms of recklessness compared to Fu Qian.

Her actions before had already maximized her Hunter talent to the limit.

Within a reasonable speed, her choice of routes and responses were impeccable; even Fu Qian didn’t think he could do any better.

However, considering the area wasn’t the busy downtown but still had a considerable flow of people, it was clear that Su Gao still had some reservations about going all out.

“Good.”

But out of trust for Fu Qian, she hesitated only briefly before changing her course of action.

The next moment, she stepped forward and entered a narrow alley with incredible speed.

The child is teachable.

Fu Qian was quite satisfied with her reaction and roughly checked their bearings before following her from a distance.

As for the one hiding in the shadows, two things could now be confirmed.

First, he was alone and had not brought any helpers.

This was easy to understand; such a special survival talent would be compromised by the presence of followers, literally becoming an obvious target.

Second, he didn’t seem inclined to engage in a head-on fight; in fact, Fu Qian even doubted he had the ability to do so.

All along the way, there were nothing but small tricks, simply taking advantage of the fact that “Ms. Violetta” did not want to cause too much trouble and playing on her psyche.

But here lies a problem, do you really dare to create chaos?

This purely personal preference with seemingly no benefit—it’s hard to imagine Yasui Corp offering much support for it.

Yasui Corp had just sunk a ship, so they probably wouldn’t want the Night Watchman knocking on their door again, right?

So in Fu Qian’s view, if Su Gao went “all out,” the one who would panic would be that guy.

And his judgment proved to be correct.

Almost the instant Su Gao activated, the target in his perception showed a stress response.

Still erratic and fleeting, but not only did the movements speed up, he even began to run towards less crowded areas.

Too bad, all of these efforts were already meaningless!

You simply don’t know what kind of opponent you are facing.

Fu Qian mused this as he walked up to a semi-open stall.

“Want something to eat?”

The stall owner, an elderly lady with graying hair and a friendly face, looked over with a smile, with not a hint of panic in her demeanor.

The reason was simple; she was just legitimately running her stall.

An opponent who only dares to hide and cast a curse from the shadows, having the courage to try a strategy to draw the tiger from the mountain or to snatch chestnuts from fire, has an almost zero probability.

…

Carrying the warm roasted rice cakes, Fu Qian caught up with Su Gao’s pace as the professional Hunter stood next to a fountain, admiring the reflection of the setting sun in the water.

Across the pond, an even older man with whiter hair and a face deeply etched with wrinkles was bending over, meticulously cleaning up every piece of debris.

“Here you go!”

Fu Qian stood next to Su Gao and handed over the unopened portion.

Considering her dietary preferences, Fu Qian had asked the lady to sprinkle extra brown sugar on it.

“…thank you.”

The shift in tone was rather abrupt, and Su Gao hesitated for a moment before softly thanking him and taking it.

Fu Qian said no more, just stood by her side, watching the old man sweep until the ground was clean as if licked by a dog.

“Heh heh…”

Eventually, the old man’s movements stiffened for a few seconds before throwing down his tool and applauding with a smile.

“It’s really the younger generation to be feared. After so many years, you’re the first to find me so quickly!”

You can tell it’s been many years.

As Fu Qian observed the man’s face now in full view, he silently nodded.

Strictly speaking, in terms of appearance, the man seemed to be merely in his seventies or eighties, but at a glance, the sense of age emanating from his soul was a hundred times denser than that of vintage spirits.

Although his frame was still relatively upright, his flesh was withered.

“What shall I call you?”

Considering that Su Gao was not talkative, Fu Qian promptly took over the task of interrogation.

“Takahashi Yaehiro, a doctor at Yasui Corp.”

Facing Fu Qian’s less than polite tone, the old man’s expression also turned frosty as he huffed and introduced himself.

“Pleasure to meet you, pleasure to meet you, Darcy Crawford, the Otaku Sorcerer.”

Fu Qian also introduced himself earnestly, but the words were almost too embarrassing to behold.

And seeing Old Master Takahashi’s reaction, it was clear that he held the statement in disdain.

“Could you explain what you meant by your actions earlier?”

“Just helping out a young man troubled by love.”

Caught by Su Gao, Takahashi Yaehiro obviously realized there was no point in playing dumb and admitted to his earlier antics quite openly.

“And can you explain why you went to Mist Society Temple earlier?”

As an old man with a wealth of life experience, he naturally wasn’t content with just answering questions passively.

“If I remember correctly, that’s an open area. Anyone can go there, right?”

Fu Qian asked, frowning.

“And then you stayed in the open area for a long time, did nothing, and just left empty-handed.”

Takahashi Yaehiro was naturally not so easily fooled.

“Who says?”

Fu Qian flashed Kagetsu Kana’s badge as a retort.

…

“That woman, she is indeed somewhat different.”

The badge in Fu Qian’s hand had clearly touched a nerve with Takahashi Yaehiro, who spoke with a stern face the next moment.

“Such charm, it has already exceeded the realm of an ordinary person.”

“Takagi would definitely agree with you.”

Fu Qian nodded his head.

True gold always shines; the anomalies in Kagetsu Kana were destined not to be hidden for long.

“So, are you the person in charge of that little game?”

The next moment he toyed with the badge, casually asking.

The little game…

Takahashi Yaehiro snorted, but upon seeing Su Gao’s silent presence, he felt an immense pressure within.

This stranger’s face exhibited a terrifyingly oppressive force, and in just a few minutes, he felt as if there was no escape.

So much that, in the end, he had to give up on fleeing far and simply took a chance on a basic disguise.

Unfortunately… it didn’t work.

The most crucial part was, this person, by just remaining silent, made him dare not gamble on whether she would really take action.

“First of all, I am not, and secondly, if it’s just a little game, why are you so concerned?”

“Because it’s interesting. Even just as a variety show, it’s already quite a well-conceived project.”

Fu Qian did not skimp on his affirmation.

“It’s not your design, huh? That makes sense, you don’t seem to have much of an imagination.”

“You seem to have not learned the slightest bit of respect for the elderly…”

Fu Qian’s talent for mockery was undoubtedly, and the veins on Takahashi Yaehiro’s forehead began to bulge.

Respect for the elderly…

Fu Qian slightly furrowed his brow.

“How old are you?”

“Much older than you imagine.”

Takahashi Yaehiro huffed and looked up at the sky.

“So far, it has already been over three hundred springs and autumns.”

Three hundred?

Fu Qian recalled the numerous Transcendent beings he had tormented over time.

Forget three hundred, he had fought several of over five hundred.

“Over three hundred years old and still not a demigod?”