Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 452: Chapter 452 Wasteland – Part 14 (1) Chapter 452: Chapter 452 Wasteland – Part 14 (1) Gerard was silent for a moment, his gaze sharply fixed on Fu Qian.

He had come here with great momentum, yet the other party’s reaction was too calm, causing him an indescribable sense of unease.

Unfortunately, the mask covered the other’s face so tightly that Gerard couldn’t get a hint of emotional feedback, leaving him feeling utterly powerless.

“Come with me.”

After a long while, this figure finally withdrew his gaze, turned, and led the way, without even asking Fu Qian to remove his mask.

It was evident that the death of such an important figure within the group put considerable pressure on him.

And Gary and the others following behind Gerard quickly stepped forward, surrounding Fu Qian on all sides, fearful that he might slip away and become untraceable again.

Under such an escort, Fu Qian entered the base of the Siren Group again.

Compared to when he left last time, the atmosphere was undoubtedly much more solemn now.

Not only were fully armed Transcendents visible everywhere, but the entrance security checks were also extremely stringent.

Gerard, silent, stepped forward, showed his identity documents, then gestured for others to stay outside and took Fu Qian up the stairs.

This time, the elevator took much longer, and when it silently opened, Fu Qian found himself outside a spacious and luxurious office.

Gerard’s eyes were fixed on Fu Qian. After signaling for the latter to go out, he respectfully stepped forward to knock on the door.

Inside the spacious office, there were not many people besides a few delicately beautiful secretaries; only a man with dark blue short hair stood with his back to them, watching out the window.

Was this actually a uniform posture for the group?

Fu Qian glanced at Gerard next to him, remembering that this man had struck the same pose upon his entrance.

“I have brought the person.”

As Fu Qian’s gaze landed on him, Gerard’s eyes did not stray.

“Good.”

The man with the blue hair nodded slightly and finally turned around.

He was a rugged-looking middle-aged man, not particularly distinctive in appearance, but his deep, gray-black eyes were profound and calm, like the deep sea.

No wonder he was the top brass of a powerful consortium, to have a Demigod stationed here in the wasteland.

Fu Qian praised inwardly.

He was absolutely certain that this man before him was a Demigod Level Transcendent.

And by the looks of it, he was also likely one of the Siren Group’s decision-makers in this region.

“Mr. Fu.”

As Fu Qian sized up the other party, the blue-haired Demigod was also examining him.

“Your mask is very interesting.”

His gaze ultimately settled on Fu Qian’s face, making a comment that was not particularly substantial.

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Fu Qian modestly replied, very pleased with the response.

He was almost certain that the other party had not realized that he was a player of the same level.

The mask given to him by the Witch was surprisingly effective!

“Take off the mask.”

However, the blue-haired man’s demand made Gerard tense up as he immediately said to Fu Qian in a stern voice.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian didn’t even turn his head and completely ignored him.

“No need.”

The blue-haired man, however, took a tolerant stance.

“I just have a few questions I want to confirm with Mr. Fu.”

“Go ahead.”

Fu Qian made a welcoming gesture.

“It is said that after Mr. Fu’s first day of action, you declined our company’s subsequent partnership invitation?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“May I ask why? I hope you won’t tell me it’s because you fear danger.”

“Afraid? Hardly. I just think the input-output ratio is a bit low.”

“It’s already triple the compensation, what else do you want?”

Seeing that the blue-haired Demigod glanced at himself unintentionally because of Fu Qian’s words, Gerard suddenly grew tense and couldn’t help but speak out.

“It’s all relative,”

Fu Qian snorted through his nose.

“Today, I only spent five minutes and acquired two weapons.”

That’s called robbery!

Gerard, clearly aware of what Fu Qian had done, almost couldn’t help but shout it out.

Regrettably, the next moment, he met the emotionless gaze of the blue-haired demigod and immediately clammed up.

“Has anyone from the Ji Family contacted you during this time?”

Having silenced Gerard, the blue-haired demigod asked casually.

“Ji Yicheng.”

Fu Qian reported a name straightforwardly.

“Just a little while ago today, we had a pleasant chat.”

“Also, this one knows about the mirror and the feathers.”

With a faint flicker in his eyes, the demigod brother added another comment.

“Ji Yicheng…”

Even he fell into deep contemplation for a time.

The way Fu Qian spoke was concise, but he still managed to grasp the essence very well.

If the situation was true, then one could almost determine that there was a mole from the Ji Family inside the Siren Group.

“Impossible! We—”

Gerard, slow on the uptake, finally reacted, instinctively wanting to argue, only to be mercilessly cut off by the blue-haired demigod.

“I understand, thank you for your answer.”

His gaze shifted to Fu Qian, and the blue-haired demigod expressed his thanks with a smirk that couldn’t quite hide his scorn, then added another phrase.

“I hope the terms this time are to your satisfaction.”

“Pleasure doing business!”

To this seemingly nonsensical phrase, Fu Qian showed no surprise.

The other party’s words simply implied that he needed to participate in the exploration once again.

In fact, from the moment he learned of the death of the Fourth Phase Transcendent, Fu Qian had speculated several possible developments.

Considering his extremely unique role in this incident, it wasn’t something that could be easily explained with words.

So, if they were a bit more impulsive, the Siren Group might have simply issued an execution order, treating him as the murderer and disposing of him, which was entirely possible.

And then there was the current method, which involved pressing him into the matter again under the uncertainty of his innocence, observing his subsequent reactions on one hand and preventing him from doing anything else on the other.

In short, there was no possibility of him remaining uninvolved.

That’s why they say happy times are always fleeting.

As for the terms the demigod mentioned, those were straightforward—nothing more than a death threat.

Be satisfied or die, choose one.

No matter the pretense, the person in front of him was certainly no saint.

“Pleasure doing business.”

The blue-haired demigod revealed a smile.

“I’ll be there too.”

After saying this, the demigod turned again to look out the window, and the young blonde secretary stepped forward to see the guest out.

…

Pinola’s description was an understatement!

An hour later, as Fu Qian gazed at the endless swamp before him, he let out a deep sigh.

Even though an important figure had been killed, the Siren Group seemed to have no intention of slowing the pace of exploration. Coming out of the demigod brother’s office, Gerard did not waste any time, taking him directly here.

Unlike the usual swamps, this one not only had puddles of oddly colored mud but also a strange, indescribable odor in the air.

That smell didn’t even seem like decaying plants and algae; rather, it was a kind of peculiar bloodiness.

A glance revealed the swamp as a vast wound upon the earth.

The name ‘Wasteland’ was indeed fitting!