Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1092: Chapter 1090 Dragon Summit Inn (14)

[It is indeed Ji Ping’s face]

Under Nora’s inquiry, Old Master Tieer did not speak, but instead dipped his hand in liquor and wrote down a line of words.

Upon seeing what he wrote, both Nora and the artisan beside her were both shocked and scared.

Gerard had just mentioned bringing people back to confirm the identity, yet there was someone sitting here who recognized Ji Ping.

“Are you sure?”

Subconsciously glancing at Fu Qian again, Nora lowered her voice further.

[I have seen him in the Archipelago]

Wiping away the previous contents, Tieer quickly wrote down another line.

…

[Shall we go?]

After exchanging glances, Nora finally followed Tieer’s lead and similarly suggested on the table.

[Amir is lying, do they have a big move against Siren?]

Confirming that the sitting one might really be Ji Ping made her imagine more about the risks behind this journey.

[No, we stay]

However, to her surprise, Tieer shook his head.

[No one would want to impersonate the Native Council, it would bring great trouble]

[Ji Family and Siren’s attention would instead be drawn, giving us more space to explore]

After a rapid explanation, Tieer’s expression was solemn, and he sought opinions from his two teammates with his eyes.

The situation was strange, Siren and Ji Family would devote more energy to guarding against potential dangers and subsequent troubles, affecting the exploration efforts…

Nora understood Tieer well, and there was even something he hadn’t mentioned—fearing the risks, many others had also left, and the competitors were fewer than ever…

Nora was somewhat tempted, she glanced at the artisan who, after frowning and pondering for a while, also reluctantly nodded.

“Let’s go.”

Seeing that a consensus was quickly reached, Tieer stood up immediately, without any hesitation.

Even before leaving the small shop, he did not forget to wipe off all the words on the table.

…

Do others fear while I covet?

No wonder he could make a name in this lawless place, Old Master Tieer is indeed no ordinary person.

As he silently watched the three leave, Fu Qian inwardly praised.

Although not sure of the specific content of their conversation, it was clear that they reached a consensus with astonishing efficiency, choosing to seek fortune amidst dangers, and Tieer was clearly central to the decision.

Typically, men of his age wouldn’t possess such a zest.

This team, though not large, indeed made up a fine group.

Of course, being fine doesn’t always lead to good outcomes.

Many possess the qualities of heroes but not the fortune.

…

Old Master Tieer still holds influence over the worldly society; his team had just departed, and soon others followed.

It was clear that they did not see the words on the table, but still took his judgment into consideration.

Of course, the blind and foolish trio was probably not among them.

“You go ahead, I’ll come after finishing my drink.”

Facing Ailina who passed by, Fu Qian nodded while raising the glass in his hand.

“…Okay.”

Ailina’s expression was somewhat complex; for a moment, she did not know how to respond and finally just gave a slight nod.

Come over after drinking, as if it’s really that simple… Are you planning to get Anchor drunk?

This remark, in the now sparser store, was heard by heroes caught in indecision, who couldn’t help but mutter their complaints.

“This business is enviably good!”

Fu Qian did not pay attention to them, instead he started chatting with the innkeeper.

“Only once a year, if it wasn’t good, my wine wouldn’t sell.”

“Of course, this year is indeed good. The blessing has been delayed until now, allowing me to sell for a few more days.”

The innkeeper seemed to have recovered from the shock of Fu Qian’s incredible performance.

As they chatted and laughed, she took out another glass, polished it until it shined, and handed it to him.

“So with such excitement every year, don’t you think about going to see it?”

He thanked her and took the glass, continuing the casual conversation.

“Being greedy can lead to trouble, I’ve already taken too much from it and seen too much.”

The innkeeper pointed outside with a smile.

“That makes sense, if there were more people like you in the world, it would be much more peaceful!”

Fu Qian filled his glass.

“I’d better not.”

The innkeeper sighed deeply, full of storytelling.

“People who run these kinds of shady places are better off being fewer.”

“Existence is reasonable… Actually, I have some experience in running a shady business myself.”

…

The pleasant conversation next to the counter made this small shop deep in the ruins look a bit more normal.

Unfortunately, the leisurely time was always short. After pouring the last drop of wine into his mouth, Fu Qian returned the glass and stood up.

“It’s getting late, I have to leave now.”

Thanks to precise control and surface tension, Fu Qian finally finished the two glasses and the whole bottle of wine.

The few remaining people inside the shop were clearly paying attention to his chat with the innkeeper and were now all looking to see how he would “take his leave”.

“…Welcome to visit again.”

The innkeeper was clearly shocked but after a moment of consideration, she smiled and used the classic line.

“I’ll try, thanks for the hospitality.”

Fu Qian nodded, his gaze sweeping across her chest.

Just like the serious Hundred Leaf Sect, this person not only dressed meticulously, but there was also a deep red nameplate at the chest.

“Manager Sunny.”

Clang!

The next moment, there was a crisp clashing sound as Fu Qian grabbed the anchor in his hand.

Of course, this action was just to make him look more efficient.

For a Transcendent, movement resistance did not ease at all.

The anchor locked on him was like setting a person in invisible quicksand, struggling in any direction would only sink him deeper.

It’s quite interesting, Sirens seem to have a lot of these sea monster Tide related things!

With these thoughts, Fu Qian stepped forward, pushing the door open with the hand holding the anchor and drifted away.

Long after, the customers of the small shop recovered from their shock, their expressions blank.

The Anchor didn’t work? Was he pretending just now?

This thought flashed through more than one person’s mind.

Clearly, they were more reluctant to believe that this guy, despite the resistance brought by the Anchor, just walked away like that.

…

Other than being abnormal, it looked too normal!

Approaching the ruins engulfed in bright light, Fu Qian thought about the conversation he had with the innkeeper.

Clear thinking, responsive, not too old, barely Middle Tier, and the bracelet on the left hand is an Extraordinary Item.

From any angle, just a Transcendent who picked a poor location for their shop.

But there was no mistake in the feeling just now, under the enshrouding of Clear Dream Ring, she was even less affected than Lorin and chose to pretend in exactly the same way.