Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1026: Chapter 1024: The List Chapter 1026: Chapter 1024: The List “It’s a bit strange.”

Fu Qian was surprised for a simple reason, it seemed that the Night Watchman arrived too quickly.

Even after working all night, Li Weixuan’s report might not even have been organized yet.

If he was hurrying to urge progress, it seemed to clearly contradict his previous attitude.

“Thanks for the directions, I’ll head over now.”

Amidst his confusion, Fu Qian didn’t delay and took his leave directly.

By informing him in this way, Cass also thought it was unusual.

…

“Do you like the place?”

By the time he arrived at the destination, Cass had already been waiting downstairs and immediately asked with a smile.

“Unexpectedly satisfying.”

Fu Qian summarized succinctly.

“That’s good, I’ve always thought it was a pity to waste that place.”

Cass remarked wistfully, then changed the topic in a second.

“The attitude of the Night Watchman is a bit strange.”

“Strange indeed, who else did he call?”

Fu Qian nodded, agreeing with the other’s viewpoint.

“Everyone from yesterday, the given reason was to review the investigation process of the incident.”

Cass also looked puzzled.

“For now, let’s see what they want to do.”

Everyone…

Fu Qian quickly recalled numerous faces, looking thoughtful.

“It sounds perfect for Linghui to confront them in court again, are you worried?”

Cass’s expression suddenly became odd and he spoke with a wink.

“If they had that capability, Ian wouldn’t have died by my hand.”

Fu Qian snorted.

“Compared to this, it’s even more likely that the Night Watchman thinks the incident is severe and is tangled up with a large troop, ready to silence all those who are aware.”

“Yeah, I can’t figure it out… Let’s go up, people should be arriving soon.”

Pleased with Fu Qian’s response, Cass gestured for them to proceed.

…

The atmosphere in the meeting room was even more oppressive than the day before.

With Li Weixuan absent, there wasn’t even a whisper among those present.

Most people looked around pensively and set their eyes on them as soon as Fu Qian and his companion entered.

As the newly emerged demigod, the designated hero of the Academy, the sudden change in the Night Watchman’s attitude left everyone at a loss for how to react.

Among them, Lanaia’s expression was the most melancholic, after staying up all night, her anticipated holiday had turned tumultuous.

However, melancholy aside, her stance was quite firm, and she nodded slightly at Fu Qian first.

The silence didn’t last long; shortly after Fu Qian and his companion took their seats, the door opened again and Li Weixuan entered with a few people.

Among them, strikingly, was Brother Yuan Fang, looking as usual. But the person next to him…

A middle-aged appearance, white-faced and beardless, frail looking, it was Old Master Xiumeng they had encountered before?

This was indeed a Divine Envoy!

Having previously experienced Old Master Xiumeng’s methods at Unseen Hillock, Fu Qian had found him to be a tough character.

Had he come especially for this?

That Puppet Demigod must also have been positioned nearby, right?

It must be said, if the Night Watchman truly came to silence them, the success rate had definitely increased by several percentage points.

This…

Everyone here is involved, and it’s clear that among the seated instructors, some are acquainted with Xiumeng. Amid the rising tension and uncertainty, the index of nervousness soared.

Unfortunately, Old Master Xiumeng was quite low profile, not only walking to the side, but also merely nodding subtly to some tentative greetings without any intention to speak.

“I’m sorry, everyone.”

Shortly after sitting down, Brother Yuan Fang spoke courteously, even proactively apologizing.

“Lord Xiumeng, who just arrived, is interested in some information, hence the invitation to everyone again. Please rest assured, it won’t take too much time.”

The more he spoke, the more terrifying it became.

The audience exchanged looks.

The reassurance did not seem very convincing.

A Divine Envoy specially came, emphasizing that everyone must be present, giving off the impression of a massive round-up.

…

For Fu Qian, the situation could also be described as tense.

Although he had used the name Andiel and another identity at Unseen Hillock, such Second-order Participants had quite acute perceptions.

And as a suddenly emerged demigod and the main character in the murder event, it was definite that he would attract attention.

Items like the Pontiff’s Gifted Mask, as well as some special methods, absolutely should not be revealed.

In fact, at that moment, Xiumeng was eyeing him, his gaze deep and unfathomable, unknown what he was contemplating.

Fortunately, the word guilt was non-existent in Fu Qian’s dictionary. With an air of righteousness that could not be tarnished, he responded to the scrutiny confidently.

Meanwhile, Li Weixuan and Yuan Fang had already started to recap the entire event.

The version was indisputably the Academy’s Deputy Dean’s edited version, wherein Fu Qian played a member of the Punishment Department who was keenly perceptive and decisive. Li Weixuan even openly mentioned the subsequent reward for him.

Ni Huayuan, visibly dispirited, along with an even more disheartened Old Master Veron, did not raise any objections this time.

These three seemed somewhat distracted.

Soon, Fu Qian sensed something peculiar.

Li Weixuan and Yuan Fang could be excused; they had likely already coordinated their stories and were now perfunctorily dealing with the officials, their enthusiasm quite low, which was understandable.

However, this Old Master Xiumeng seemed quite at odds with the persona he had claimed earlier. He did not seem too concerned about the content.

One manifestation of this was that he didn’t dwell much on Fu Qian himself, quickly shifting his focus and surprisingly starting to size up every spectator in turn.

Fu Qian believed he wasn’t the only one who noticed this; the mood in the spectator seats was even more tense than the day before.

“That pretty much sums up the situation… Victim-wise, the list of personnel is already clear, and we are actively trying to heal them, with mostly good results so far.”

Li Weixuan clearly disliked idle talk and quickly went through the details.

“This incident is entirely the responsibility of the Academy, and we humbly accept any suggestions from the Night Watchman…”

“Understood.”

Yuan Fang was non-committal and turned to Xiumeng.

“Lord Xiumeng, what do you think?”

“Let me see the list of personnel here again.”

After a moment’s thought, he uttered a chilling sentence.

Not the victims, but this list of personnel here? What is he planning to do?

In a suffocating silence, everyone watched as Yuan Fang drew out a sheet of paper and handed it over.

“Everyone’s here?”

Xiumeng scanned it quickly, then asked Li Weixuan.

“…Everyone’s here.”

“That’s good.”

Old Master Xiumeng beckoned slightly, a faint glow lit up.

Oh?

Fu Qian recognized immediately, it was the method Xiumeng used in the bar at Unseen Hillock to anchor the target, relentless until death.

The next moment, he felt a surge, and before the mark could take effect, he directly removed his mask.