Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1070: Bronze Labyrinth (Part 2) Chapter 1072: Chapter 1070: Bronze Labyrinth (Part 2) Compared to Clear Dream Ring, it’s indeed lacking a bit of a human touch!

Fu Qian carefully avoided stepping on the clothing of the figures while surveying the luxurious surroundings and making assessments.

If this were inside Clear Dream Ring, by now, subtle guidance would have emerged.

However, nothing new appeared during the walk, other than the rich and varied stench of decay.

To achieve any results, it seemed necessary to rely on the intuition of the mission’s participants.

And their powers of observation.

Following the trajectory of the figures, Fu Qian climbed the higher steps and passed through the slightly ajar grand doors.

As expected, behind the doors was a palatially luxurious hall, with a still vibrant red carpet on the floor and, on both sides of the hall at a higher position, more headless figures—and one with a head.

Instantly noticing that unique figure, Fu Qian silently marveled and deliberately detoured to approach it.

Indeed!

Quietly moving closer to his target and observing the conservative nightgown, Fu Qian stopped at a distance and casually commented,

“Your outfit really doesn’t quite fit in with the crowd.”

And there, lying prostrate on the ground in the same position, was none other than Lady Cecilia who had gone to rest with Tan Ying. Although her attire indeed suggested she had rested, just in the wrong place.

“You…”

As expected, the sudden conversation startles the shadow on the ground, which flinched instinctively and seemed somewhat frightened.

Humans are always very sensitive to sounds coming from behind.

However, it was clear that Lady Cecilia had excellent hearing; she quickly recognized who the voice belonged to.

“Consultant Sir?”

After a voice filled with incredulity, this person turned around, not even bothering to get up from the ground.

“How did you end up here?”

After seeing it was indeed Fu Qian, Lady Cecilia’s expression became somewhat meaningful.

“That’s something I should be asking you, isn’t it?”

Fu Qian compared the situation between them, skillfully changing the topic.

“Amongst the two of us, clearly I’m the more normal one, right?”

“…You’re not wrong there.”

Clearly rendered speechless by this statement, Lady Cecilia quickly adjusted her attitude.

“So this is real, I thought it was just a dream influenced by the magical description you gave during dinner.”

With the same demeanor as when she first arrived to visit, she squints, scrutinizing Fu Qian from head to toe without any discernible emotion in her voice.

“I never expected it to truly be… influenced by you.”

“But I think I’ve expressed during dinner that I don’t like overly magical styles, haven’t I?”

“Are you sure? You seemed to be quite enjoying yourself to me.”

Fu Qian’s heart remained undisturbed by Lady Cecilia’s dissatisfaction.

“You caught me!”

An audible chuckle, and a second later, Lady Cecilia’s face thawed like ice to water, her smile blossoming.

“I just thought, it wasn’t very polite to be inconsistent.”

“That’s understandable, but to me, regardless of the number of poses, it doesn’t seem to be about maintaining a consistent style.”

Taking two steps forward, Fu Qian reached out his hand towards her.

She frowned slightly, the next moment she appeared somewhat relieved as she reached out her hand to let Fu Qian pull her up.

“How long have you been here?”

“Not as long as you since I’ve been in here.”

While pulling her up with one hand, Fu Qian casually responded.

The hand felt heavier than normal; she must have been kneeling here for a while.

It was apparent that her legs were numbed from stiffness; not wanting to show weakness, she couldn’t stand up.

Thinking about it, she might have entered this place at the same time as he did.

Why?

He did not respond to any call from her.

Ignoring Lady Cecilia, who was trying to rest quietly aside, Fu Qian pondered the reasons for the current situation.

Blood?

And quickly, he thought of a possible element.

Lady Cecilia had cut herself and bled on her helmet while acting as a tour guide due to emotional instability.

To be able to leech off my luck in such a manner, she must have very good karma!

Confronted with this possibility, Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

“Regardless, this is not very polite behavior, even for a prank show, there should be some warning, right?”

At this point, Lady Cecilia, who was standing more comfortably, began to look around and voice her protests.

“You transported me to this place while I was asleep?”

Clearly, she was trying to understand everything that was happening before her eyes.

And to be strict, it wasn’t exactly incorrect, since he indeed “transported” her here.

“We just separated, didn’t we? You sure fall asleep quickly.”

“I always maintain a regular sleep schedule.”

The response from Lady Cecilia naturally reminded one of the trouble caused by her occasional late awakenings.

The credibility of her words was still quite high.

“Considering your just-now polite behavior, I won’t hold it against you.”

And before Fu Qian could open his mouth to defend himself, Lady Cecilia had already expressed her forgiveness.

“Did you maintain distance while speaking because you didn’t want to scare me?”

“I need you to answer the questions calmly.”

Fu Qian admitted straightforwardly.

He had serious business to attend to; he didn’t have time to wait for her to recover if he really scared her witless.

Now, it seemed like Lady Cecilia’s presence here was purely accidental.

At the same time, this cognitive issue gave her more resistance to the accident and didn’t cause her to scream and yell like most people would.

Even so, Fu Qian wasn’t interested in taking patients on wilderness explorations.

The scene he was about to face would probably be too intense for her.

“So, what were you originally going to do?”

As Fu Qian pondered how he might send Lady Cecilia away directly, upon hearing his answer, she seemed quite satisfied.

“I’m going to find their superior.”

Fu Qian’s reply was still sincere.

Their superior…

A realization hit Lady Cecilia, and she suddenly looked around.

And amidst the suffocating air, she finally murmured to herself.

“They are all… Bronze Ladies, not statues…”

Enough!

Collecting money to ward off disasters for others.

Faced with this scene, Fu Qian sighed deeply in his heart.

“Are you coming or not? We’re short on time.”

Haha…

Lady Cecilia was genuinely stunned for a moment, then fixed her gaze on Fu Qian as her smile slowly returned.

“How did you figure it out?”

“Do I need to see? If you were really scared, you wouldn’t have this reaction.”

Fu Qian shook his head.

“You really understand me well… Then by all means, explain why I want to follow and see this.”

Lady Cecilia’s tone was a bit unfriendly.

To be inexplicably astonished by every little thing, I’m the expert, what don’t I understand?

Fu Qian snorted coldly.

“Coming here to meet me is one reason, right?”

“Absolutely correct!”

Lady Cecilia’s laughter was a step away from being obnoxious.

“I’m very sorry to have troubled you… luckily, I like causing trouble.”