Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 876: Chapter 874: Coincidence Chapter 876: Chapter 874: Coincidence Is the gap between people indeed greater than that between humans and animals?

This former client not only wasn’t avoiding him, but even wanted to visit offline?

And they didn’t even make up a reason, simply saying it was just to give thanks.

Honestly, in most situations these days, it’s tough to believe this comes from sincerity.

Many would probably first think someone wasn’t satisfied with the result and wanted to trick out his address for a real-life bad review.

However, such candid statements managed to spark a bit of interest in Fu Qian.

He glanced at the time the message was sent; it had already been over a month.

[Seen]

Fu Qian thought for a moment, casually replied with a single word, and then started browsing through the forum’s content.

[Today?]

Unexpectedly, in less than ten seconds, a new reply came in.

It’s the middle of the night now, isn’t it? What kind of schedules do people have these days?

Fu Qian frowned slightly, deeply sighing at this act of treating emails like instant messaging, reflecting that people are no longer as they used to be.

[Do you know where I am?]

The timing was set with such confidence, as if they were sure of his address.

[Kind of, don’t forget I’ve paid you, although not directly]

The other party’s response was as forthright as ever.

He just knew that all these so-called safeties and privacies could not be truly relied upon.

Fu Qian sighed, but didn’t feel uncomfortable being remembered by someone.

Mirrors, photos, bracelets, and this time Ji Feng…

It felt like no matter how he looked at it, he wasn’t the first warehouse Administrator in this world!

Sitting on the high stool by the window, Fu Qian looked outside, recalling his recent experiences.

He had previously thought about looking for traces of his predecessors for reference.

But the current state of Brother Ji Feng didn’t seem like good news.

Surely this individual now had a high position, even carrying a sense that with one command, he could decide the fate of heaven and earth.

But the mere fact that the warehouse had to help stabilize his mental state didn’t bode well.

But the worse it was, the more important it seemed to figure out what had happened to him, as a warning.

Speaking of which, hadn’t he encountered too many people with the last name Ji?

“Consultant?”

Amidst his thoughts, a soft and pleasant voice sounded from behind him.

“Yes.”

Fu Qian didn’t turn his head and glanced at the clock on the opposite wall—it was precisely noon.

Quite punctual.

Through the glass reflection, he could see his guest was a young woman.

Her soft, long hair was styled with light makeup, and a light purple dress wrapped around her body revealed slender, fair legs underneath, giving her an intellectual and elegant appearance.

As a consultant with professional ethics, Fu Qian, when providing services, always based his analysis solely on the information provided by the client and never pried into privacy, so this was also his first time seeing what a client looked like.

Based solely on appearance, she really didn’t seem like the type to frequent places known for odd characters.

“Please, have a seat.”

The next moment, Fu Qian finally turned around and gestured.

“Would you like something to drink?”

Indeed, he chose the same café he had used for meeting Jiang Yuanliang, even the same seat.

“Just the same as you.”

The client took a seat across from Fu Qian, very easy-going.

“Thank you again for your help last time.”

And as she sat down, she started by thanking him seriously.

“You’re welcome.”

With a friend arriving from afar, could there be greater joy? Fu Qian politely replied, and in a very relaxed manner, he didn’t ask for her name.

It wasn’t a pretentious detachment; it involved a very real issue—by asking her name, he would implicate himself in introducing his own.

And past experience told him that anyone who could match his face to his name gained the ability to “call” him.

While not a major concern, Fu Qian clearly had no interest in voluntarily increasing that number.

“Why did you want to make a special trip to thank me in person?”

Of course, this didn’t hinder conversation, and the next moment, Fu Qian casually asked.

“It has to be said that your help before really benefited me a lot.”

“But later on, I felt something was lacking. It seemed like I needed to see the person who gave me the advice to firm up my resolve.”

Staring at Fu Qian’s face, the client woman furrowed her brows and shook her head, seeming a bit helpless with that feeling.

“But to be honest, you’re much younger than I imagined, which makes me feel rather ashamed of my previous confusion.”

“Of course, this isn’t to question your capability. In fact, I feel much better now.”

“No need to thank me, though under normal circumstances, this isn’t within the scope of my services.”

Fu Qian nodded.

He could somewhat understand the subtle psychological experience she described.

But this didn’t mean he completely believed what she was saying.

Some things, even the persons themselves, often find hard to realize.

“Sorry for the late reply, but you responded quite quickly.”

He remarked casually in the next moment.

“It just so happened I was available then.”

The client woman smiled slightly.

Just happened to be available?

Fu Qian’s sense of strangeness intensified.

Ever since becoming the task person, the probability of coincidences seemed to have increased too much.

Especially knowing that a Divine-Level character might also be from this world, it was hard not to wonder—had They manipulated this world or left some strange things?

Including but not limited to the previous two Extraordinary Items and—

In the next moment, Fu Qian saw Tan Ying outside the window, burdened with big and small bags, staring wide-eyed over here.

You had to give it to the youth, their troubles resolved, and they were full of vim and vigor the next day.

Fu Qian sighed inwardly and casually waved a greeting.

“What a coincidence, this is…”

Seeing Fu Qian didn’t seem bothered, Tan Ying entered from the doorway.

She greeted familiarly and naturally glanced at the client woman.

But before Fu Qian could answer, her eyes lit up in the next moment.

“Client?”

As she spoke, she even subconsciously glanced at the woman’s wrist.

“Client.”

Fu Qian nodded, affirming her guess.

Although Tan Ying clearly referred to the rich lady client he had mentioned before, the term ‘client’ for the woman in front of him was absolutely correct.

As for what she was looking for back and forth, Fu Qian understood too well—it was her bracelet.

Having bought it for 180,000 from her, he had been misunderstood as buying it for a client.

Too bad, that item had already turned to dust.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Tan Ying, how should I address you?”

As he mused, Tan Ying had already settled beside him, looking exhausted.

“Call me Cecilia.”

The client woman smiled amicably, seeming not to understand why this girl kept staring at her hand.

“I just happened to have some time today, so I thought I’d visit my consultant.”

This guy actually told the truth? He was really providing consulting services?

As she spoke, Tan Ying looked at Fu Qian, completely shocked.

And to think there could be more than one rich lady client?