Facing an Ancient God for a Year - Chapter 1395: 1393: Calamity Strikes (8)

Chapter 1395: Chapter 1393: Calamity Strikes (8)

“Ming King, truly not someone to be underestimated.”

Fu Qian’s comment was meaningful, leaving Jiang En slightly shaken.

After his expression changed several times, he appeared to abandon his intention to conceal, revealing a standard showdown smile instead.

“Since you’ve guessed, I have nothing to hide, and in fact, the Ming King realizing this even lends credibility to what I said earlier.”

“Indeed, I have recently encountered some opportunities, but correspondingly, some sacrifices are required.”

“And because your relationship with the family is tense, they are unwilling to help?”

Fu Qian laughed coldly.

“Even if they were willing to help, their power is limited and would only restrict me.”

Jiang En shook his head.

“That’s not a good choice.”

“Brother Jiang En… is a smart person.”

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian acknowledged with a deep voice while slowly lifting the heavy iron cage, handing it over just like that.

“I generally don’t like to waste time, if you like it, just take it.”

“Thank you, Ming King…”

Although young, Jiang En had mastered the art of composure.

Seeing his wish fulfilled, his facial muscles did not betray the slightest loss of control, and he even smiled broadly in thanks before reaching out.

“I also enjoy dealing with smart people; if the Ming King is interested, I can not only accept challenges but even guarantee to lose.”

Hmph!

Fu Qian merely snorted coldly and released his grip.

“I’m being sincere.”

Jiang En naturally reached out to catch it, emphasizing with an unchanging smile.

“Over the years, I’ve long ceased to value certain things as much.”

“If the Ming King is willing to invest a bit more, I could even return to the Jiang Family before accepting the challenge.”

…

“And incidentally ask them for a bit of help to prevent the family from being shamed, even covering the loss of this assistance after a fierce defeat could fall on me.”

Regarding Jiang En’s suggestion, Fu Qian was nonchalant.

“You’re calculating quite well, never missing a chance to reap benefits.”

“So is the Ming King interested?”

With the Sweet Dream Cage in hand, Jiang En clearly valued this gain, asking while cautiously stepping back half a step, as if fearing Fu Qian’s regret.

“If you leave now, I might consider it.”

The Grand Fate Ming Emperor’s tone sounded displeased, though his expression couldn’t be seen, there was a palpable sense of being glared at.

“Don’t worry, I’m leaving now, after all, if delayed further, it might be hard to explain when the one in bed wakes up.”

Jiang En smiled happily, gesturing towards the depths of the room.

“No problem, I know her, this isn’t the first time we’ve met.”

Fu Qian glanced back casually, replying absentmindedly.

“The Ming King’s explanation at this time, sorry, but I really see no point…”

Jiang En’s query was sincerely puzzled, clearly finding this stock phrase akin to handling a brothel raid somewhat baffling.

Of course, this didn’t delay him from making a ‘please’ gesture.

“However, time is pressing, so… Ming King please?”

“What do you mean, are you telling me to leave first?”

Fu Qian’s voice instantly turned vigilant.

“No, no, you walk ahead.”

Jiang En’s smile grew even brighter.

“I worry that the Ming King might not find the way to the Night Watchman’s side.”

…

“Those accustomed to using disreputable means, their biggest flaw is thinking everyone is like them, refraining from petty actions simply due to a lack of opportunity…”

In a suffocating silence, Jiang En’s voice gradually chilled with each word.

“With such extreme presumptuousness, their reactions are too easy to predict.”

“You didn’t come for the Extraordinary Item—”

The Grand Fate Ming Emperor clearly realized something, but before he could finish, his left arm twitched bizarrely.

“Too late, sorry.”

Unfortunately, Jiang En’s movements were evidently quicker; he immediately shielded the Sweet Dream Cage behind him.

Moreover, his fingers twisted like gnarled tree roots among the cage’s thick bars, intertwined tightly.

It seemed trying to reclaim the cage would require significant effort.

Thɩ𝕤 𝕔h𝑎pƚ𝙚r 𝗶𝐬 p𝑜𝖘𝐭ҽⅆ b𝕪 Ҡ𝑖𝐭𝗲𝖓ⲟ𝗏𝘦|

Fu Qian hesitated in his actions, ultimately refraining from moving.

“Ming King’s strength is formidable; I indeed have no confidence in facing you head-on.”

This response seemed entirely within Jiang En’s expectations.

“But please believe, retrieving this item will not be so easy.”

…

“So what exactly are you up to?”

As the subject of the taunts, the Grand Fate Ming Emperor was visibly unhappy.

“When you reach the Night Watchman, do you still intend to keep this item?”

“I don’t need to keep it.”

Jiang En shook his head again, his tone unprecedentedly firm.

“I have an eye for these things, certainly an extraordinary item, noble and precious, but its value means something different to me.”

“Surely the Ming King won’t obediently come with me, as stated before, I have no assurance in forcing you.”

“Fortunately, with this item, those concerns are less important now.”

“Such a special item, I’m convinced the traces must be traceable; let the Night Watchman come to you to discuss the matter.”

…

“So your goal has never changed, just to catch the person causing these events.”

As Jiang En laid out his plan, the listening Grand Fate Ming Emperor couldn’t contain himself, breaking into a cold laugh.

“All that performance and rhetoric earlier was, with the sole aim of tricking something off me, something to ascertain identity.”

“Indeed, the Ming King also said earlier, proving this kind of thing is quite difficult.”

Jiang En tapped dexterously on the Headcage with his other hand.

“So my plan is simple: deliver such an item along with my findings to the Night Watchman, then leave the rest for the Ming King to explain.”

“And whether I go with you or not now doesn’t really matter… what a remarkable young man.”

Fu Qian’s laughter was no longer restrained.

“Yet I still don’t understand your motive; for your situation, this is far from the optimal choice, unless… are you really Jiang En?”

Hahaha…

The latter seemed somewhat swept up by the atmosphere too.

“Why wouldn’t I be Jiang En? Shouldn’t a once silent prodigy have this inexplicable sense of justice?”

“True, saying it like that is a bit absolute… so, now I only have one question left.”

Fu Qian nodded slightly, tapping his mask as his tone turned strangely.

“If you’re Jiang En… then who am I?”

At that moment, on “Jiang En’s” head, the illusory eyes representing dream stability suddenly widened, shaking as if to shatter.

“You still haven’t progressed much… Tyler Gulad.”

Fu Qian showed no mercy, coldly uttering a name.