Chapter 1700: Chapter 1695: Yuan Shan’s Reward

"You don’t need to say that, I’ll have Wen Li stay here for a few days."

Upon Fu Qian’s voluntary mention of Wen Li, Yuan Shan responded quite straightforwardly.

"Given the circumstances, this approach wouldn’t seem unnatural at all."

"However, she still needs to return home eventually, otherwise it would look a bit strange. But I’ll remind her to come to my place for tea more often."

Regarding the apparent trigger for the event, Yuan Shan had clearly already decided her next steps for Wen Li.

"To be honest, I don’t think we need to worry too much about her safety. After all, if the person behind this is indeed Corin, the one under continuous surveillance is most likely you."

"And if not, it’s even simpler—the ’Angel’s’ targets are just the two of us."

"In fact, to be frank, no matter which one of them it is, if they really want to kill Wen Li, even here we cannot guarantee her safety."

With an unseemly posture leaned against her seat, Yuan Shan sounded remarkably matter-of-fact.

"Completely understood, but just like your organization’s purpose, it’s impossible to prevent all evil acts from happening. However, we can let everyone know that evil deeds have a cruel price."

Fu Qian had no apparent objection to her statement.

"I believe the stance you showed earlier is enough to give Wen Li this Death Mark attribute."

"You actually know about that thing?"

The term Fu Qian finally brought up clearly triggered memories for Yuan Shan, who couldn’t help but laugh and shake her head.

"How can such a thing be tolerated, calling Yin Hehong an idiot is not at all unjust."

"Furthermore, I wonder if Yasui Tokiyuki, as the person in charge of Yasui Corp, has purchased this service; he’s been missing for quite a while."

...

Perhaps due to constant association, Chief Yuan’s sarcasm was clearly growing stronger.

And it was evident that she had done some investigation after the incident on Ye Island.

The Death Mark is naturally a service launched by Yasui Corp, which Mr. Darcy had once purchased—once someone dies tragically, an automatic posthumous message is triggered, and the Yasui Group will execute the rival within a month.

Of course, in Fu Qian’s view, he does not think this thing is entirely meaningless, but there should be different levels based on the buyer’s identity.

Like insurance premium levels.

After all, killing Darcy and killing Yasui Tokiyuki would naturally have different execution difficulties—though they are indeed the same.

"Alright, besides this, are there other things to note?"

Feeling slightly relaxed, Yuan Shan did not let the conversation go too off-track, quickly recalling the main issue.

"Yes, but it’s considered positive things to note."

As long as the leaders want to work, they always have endless tasks. For a strategist, this is a basic quality, and Fu Qian answered without hesitation.

"For the next three days, you can pay attention to whether there are any abnormal astronomical phenomena."

"...Meteor? What’s the actual effect of that thing?"

Although the expression was "there really is one," Yuan Shan clearly remembered Fu Qian’s bizarre statue.

"You can think of it as a true Aging Curse."

Fu Qian even took out the statue and placed it on the table, letting those eyes full of a deathly aura stare at Yuan Shan, while he lowered his voice cooperatively.

"If someone tries to defy fate and block it, then a meteor of destiny will appear, letting them realize that fate cannot be violated."

"...What if there’s no obstruction?"

Whether or not the demeanor was proper, Yuan Shan clearly wouldn’t doubt Fu Qian speaking nonsense on such matters, which also piqued her interest in this special curse even more.

"Then it would merely be a false alarm."

Fu Qian casually shared the core secret of the Aging Fear, while smiling maliciously.

"But rest assured, how could such beings accept their fate?"

"Not to mention, they have many ways of refusing to accept their fate."

...

The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes.

The effect of Aging Fear seems to truly represent humanity’s attitude towards death in a certain sense.

And in its introduction, it’s specifically emphasized that it cannot be avoided or dispelled in any way.

In conclusion, it’s perfectly suitable to target those high-level Transcendents who are quite self-satisfied.

First, the likelihood should be small that the condition of being fifty-nine years old is unmet; secondly, having such achievements, how many would be willing to accept their fate?

Acting with full force, extending the time to fifty-nine hours is probably easy.

Unless they know the mechanism and deliberately refrain from acting.

But Huo’s existence is little-known, they likely have a slim chance of possessing this knowledge.

The best part is, the non-instant onset, which generally seems like a downside, becomes an advantage here—it can be conveniently used to track the target and observe their movements.

If a major commotion occurs, it might allow Chief Yuan to track some meaningful information.

"Why do I feel like you have more means?"

Listening to the explanation, Yuan Shan was clearly quite amazed by these rogue effects, so much so that her expression towards Fu Qian became a bit strange.

The bizarre effects of the curse are one thing, but being able to use the curse to leave a trail even in such situations makes this enthusiastic citizen a bit too reliable.

"However, this is indeed very meaningful information, I will specifically focus on it... By the way, you also mentioned a meteor shower, does it mean the curse could stack because of the time cage?"

Decisively accepting the advice, Yuan Shan even started contemplating more details.

"Can’t be certain."

To this, Fu Qian just honestly shook his head, expressing hopeful expectations.

"But since it’s an Angel, having an affinity with the Heavenly Stone would be quite reasonable, right?"

...

"Although this trouble is really significant this time... What reward do you want? Let me express a bit of gratitude on behalf of the Night Watchman."

Though it was hard to comment on Fu Qian’s logic for a moment, fortunately, Chief Yuan was a magnanimous person, directly dropped it and shifted to a popular topic.

Without a doubt, she still knew the importance. Even if the internal traitor matter is ultimately disproven, just today’s performance would definitely count as exceptional merit.

Even though the current ranking of the other party might have already looked down on common things, mere verbal thanks are not her style—

"Yes, two things."

The next moment, Fu Qian’s reaction once again startled people.

Gesturing with two fingers, Fu Qian looked not only like he had planned it long ago, but even seemed eager to list them down.

"First, I need you to help me find some detailed information within your scope of authority."

"...What information?"

Appearing well-prepared, coupled with the phrasing, clearly made Yuan Shan a bit nervous, worried that this guy might ask her to investigate something highly rebellious.

"The Larea Royal Family and a royal asset from their ancient bloodline—the Em House Palace."

However, the answer Fu Qian gave next was unexpected, but it clearly relieved her greatly.

"That’s easy, but why are you interested in them?"

Almost without thinking, she agreed, then asked curiously.

"There seems to be a collection related to them."

Fu Qian casually explained, naturally referring to the Bronze Headband.

"Got it, leave this to me. What’s the second thing?"

Nodding, Yuan Shan directly continued proactively.

"Easy. The ammo from last time is almost used up, need a replenishment."

Fu Qian took out Mercy and elegantly twirled it around.

"Hmm..."

Unexpectedly, facing this obviously simpler request, Yuan Shan hesitated.

"Why?"

Fu Qian looked curious.

"Bullets are something you certainly need... but using it as a reward for such a matter is too simplistic."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yuan Shan seemed to finally make up her mind.

"I just thought of something that might be suitable for you, but the process could be dangerous and painful... wondering if you’re interested?"

Process? Painful?

Faced with this somewhat strange phrasing, Fu Qian’s gaze fell on the round sphere of petals composed of blade-like edges, which Yuan Shan took out and placed on the table while speaking, seemingly understanding something.

You’re not about to present me with a passion play, are you?

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