Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Amidst the sound of the alarm, Fu Qian could sense people rushing over from all directions, swiftly sealing off the small courtyard without leaving any gaps.

Under these circumstances, he was left without a plausible explanation.

But the good thing was that Fu Qian never liked to explain.

So, without looking back, he stood with his hands behind his back, feigning an upward gaze at the starry sky.

"Who are you? Why would you commit such a heinous act?”

Behind him came the furious roar of Huang Leji, and one could almost imagine his face contorted with rage.

Pretty impressive, the timing was impeccable.

To kill the person before his own arrival and then flee before he got there; subsequently, the Huang Family would find the anomaly and encircle him, making him the scapegoat.

If the timing had been off by even a slight bit, it would lead to a disastrous outcome.

A truly daring move, to snatch chestnuts out of the fire—was this Evil Omen leaping out of its own skin?

Given the current situation, the Huang Family was definitely not going to let things go so easily.

The person who had just called out was Huang Leji; from the breath, he could distinguish that Huang Lezhan and Huang Jianyuan were also present.

Moreover, being deep in the estate, fighting his way out would be quite difficult and also time-consuming.

Regardless of whether he went on a killing spree or got caught up here, it was exactly what Evil Omen would want to see.

The situation was highly unfavorable! Fortunately, he had a contingency plan in place.

"You ask me who I am?”

Fu Qian snorted and slowly turned around.

In the short moment before, his facial features had already swiftly shifted back to his own.

"Fu Qian, Night Watchman Special Operations Consultant.”

Night Watchman?

As he spoke, a crowd of people looked at him with both shock and doubt, scrutinizing his unfamiliar face.

"How come I am not aware of this title of a ‘Special Operations Consultant’ within the Night Watchmen?”

Of course, Huang Leji was not so easily fooled and immediately furrowed his brows to express his skepticism.

"And how did you get into the Huang Estate?”

"Why do you think… you should be aware of the affairs of the Night Watchmen?”

Fu Qian did not answer his question at all, not even glancing in his direction, instead turning his gaze back inside the house.

"Evil Omen…”

"You’re saying that Evil Omen did this?”

Huang Leji was taken aback, surveying the bloody scene inside the house.

"What else? Me?”

Fu Qian let out a cold laugh.

"So the Huang Family is aware of Evil Omen? And here I thought Xi Yuan’s foremost clan had become oblivious to matters beyond their windows!”

…

Huang Leji’s old face turned red.

"We just became aware of the situation with Evil Omen, and there hasn’t been time to contact the Night Watchmen.”

"Don’t trouble yourself with the journey; we’ve come to you instead.”

Fu Qian looked at the scene inside the house.

"I and Su Zhiyan split up to pursue Evil Omen. I received a message that your uncle was the next target and rushed over, but it seems I was a step too late…” ȑÅ𐌽ŐВÈŞ

Su Zhiyan…

After a moment of contemplation, Huang Leji signaled to someone beside him, then took a step forward.

"Mr. Fu, I never imagined that Evil Omen would be so vicious as to infiltrate our Huang Estate and commit such an atrocity…

I’ve already sent someone to fetch Su Zhiyan. Perhaps we should wait for her to arrive?”

While speaking, Huang Leji observed Fu Qian’s reaction closely.

"Alright, let’s wait for Su Gao to come and discuss further.”

Fu Qian nodded slightly and pointed inside the courtyard.

"Secure this area. Don’t let anyone touch anything inside. Also, compile a report of all the recent movements over the past month of every Transcendent member of the Huang Family for me.”

What do you mean by this?

Huang Leji’s gaze sharpened, and before he could speak, Huang Jianyuan behind him couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Why does Mr. Fu need to investigate this? Could it be that he suspects someone from the Huang Family?”

It’s not suspicion, but confirmation.

Fu Qian shot him a cold glance without saying a word.

Provoked by Fu Qian’s stare, Huang Jianyuan instinctively stepped back; realizing his reaction, his face instantly reddened, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Jianyuan! Prepare what Mr. Fu has requested.”

Huang Leji placed his hand on his son’s shoulder, his gaze sternly stopping him.

"This guy can’t run away. Give him whatever he wants!”

If the Night Watchman proves later that this guy is just grandstanding, there’ll be plenty of opportunities to crush him to dust.

…

Indeed, he had just returned to Xi Yuan!

Fu Qian flipped through the documents handed over by Huang Jianyuan, which contained the recent travel records of every member of the Huang Family.

And, as expected, upon reaching Huang Yuanchang’s column, Fu Qian found he too had returned to Xi Yuan just in the past week.

The suspicion grew. But why did he look so familiar?

The itinerary had photographs attached next to each person’s entry, as per his request.

Fu Qian looked at Huang Yuanchang’s face and faintly felt he had seen it somewhere before.

It was a feeling both familiar and strange, as if it fell on some cognitive blind spot.

There weren’t many Transcendents in Xi Yuan City, so he shouldn’t have this feeling.

Fu Qian’s brain raced, replaying every scene in Xi Yuan City since his arrival.

Wait a second, it’s here!

Fu Qian’s memory suddenly froze on a particular scene.

It was after he had disguised himself as Huang Jianyuan to enter the Huang Family Estate.

In order not to be discovered, he had proceeded quickly with a superior air, not responding to anyone.

In the process, he brushed past several people, and now the face of one of them seemed particularly vague in his memory.

This wasn’t normal.

Could this also be an effect of survival instinct?

Huang Yuanchang had indeed run off.

Impressive, not overlooking any blind spot to seduce and mislead.

But that didn’t matter.

Fu Qian strained his memory cells, gradually clarifying that blurry moment.

Good, he had memorized the scent.

Su Gao arrived even faster than expected.

Still in black with a narrow cap, her sword was ever-present.

Her expressionless face, paired with the fractured scars, resembled a broken doll.

However, the moment she appeared, nearly everyone’s breathing grew faintly lighter.

"Indeed, it’s Evil Omen’s style.”

Stepping into the blood-soaked room, Su Gao made her judgment in just ten seconds, speaking to Huang Leji.

The next moment, sensing something, she lifted her head to look at Fu Qian sitting to the side, and her body halted.

That instant, dozens of gazes patrolled between the two of them.

Fu Qian winked at her.

Without asking, Su Gao’s reaction clearly indicated that Huang Leji hadn’t informed her about this “colleague” of hers.

Unfortunately, Old Master Huang didn’t understand that this didn’t matter at all.

"Mr. Fu is also here.”

After locking eyes with Fu Qian for a few seconds, Su Gao gently bowed, her gaze fleetingly vivacious.

"Long time no see. It’s really great that you’re safe!”

"Thank you for your concern, just call me Fu Qian.”

Yes.

Su Gao nodded her head.

"Did you come to Xi Yuan this time for the Evil Omen matter?”

"Yes.”

"That’s great!”

Su Gao’s lips curled up slightly, as if smiling.

There was definitely a problem! From the sound of it, the two hadn’t seen each other for a long time; that Mr. Fu was just spouting nonsense earlier.

"Executioner Yan, this Mr. Fu says he is the Night Watchman Special Operations Consultant…”

Huang Leji’s face turned ashen, interrupting the conversation between the two as if they were the only ones there.

"Mr. Fu said that, did he?”

"Yes, and moreover, when we arrived just now, only Mr. Fu was present at the scene, which is highly suspicious—”

"Yes, Mr. Fu is the Night Watchman Special Operations Consultant.”

Su Gao’s eyes still on Fu Qian, she stated flatly.

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