Chapter 2094: Chapter 2089: House of Graffiti

The Assassin Brother chose to pretend not to recognize himself.

And then pretend not to know the previous Academy team at all.

The motivation behind this is thought-provoking.

Facing Zhao Ran’s reaction, Fu Qian found the situation increasingly interesting at that moment.

Although theoretically speaking, there’s no operational problem with doing this.

The team is in the light, he is in the dark, he shouldn’t know him at all.

And if an explanation was needed, it wouldn’t be hard, like being frightened by my performance.

Originally, just an Academy student, mysteriously disappeared with the team, and soon after returning, his strength had inexplicably skyrocketed.

This kind of development would reasonably make the Assassin Brother suspect life.

If it truly is the same person, it’s easy to think that he has stumbled upon some amazing secret.

Choosing to innocently probe his background first can be considered a reasonable operation.

Although for someone trapped for over half a year, achieving this isn’t easy.

Additionally, starting from this point, it seems there’s no need to worry about life-threatening issues temporarily.

To Zhao Ran, someone who had escaped alive returning should undoubtedly be a great thing.

All of his subsequent actions should be understood as extracting the method to leave from him.

"Who said it, I just went out?"

Because of this, Fu Qian quickly emphasized this point the next moment.

Uh...

This statement was clearly hard to refute, and Zhao Ran was instantly at a loss for words.

"You mean you can’t get out? How long have you been trapped here?"

Unfortunately, he didn’t know the person before him was always ruthless, and soon Fu Qian seemed to realize something, continuing to question while scrutinizing him.

...

"A few months, I guess."

At that moment, the Assassin Brother’s complexion was unpleasant, but after a little psychological preparation, he actually confessed to the predicament.

"A few months? And you’re not dead yet?"

However, Fu Qian was skeptical, frowning and scrutinizing him up and down.

Compared to Mr. Feng Yunhong in the past, this one’s complexion was undoubtedly much better.

Though his clothes were tattered, there wasn’t even a fresh wound visible in exposed places.

"Why not? I’m different from you, I wouldn’t do such boring suicide acts... Besides, there’s no need to worry about starving here."

With a cold smile, Zhao Ran even didn’t miss mocking a bit.

"You mean eating those things outside? Indeed, there are quite a variety."

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian did not doubt the ’won’t starve’ saying much, even seemed to be considering which taste would be better.

"Sorry I haven’t eaten them, what I mean is you wouldn’t starve here at all."

Unfortunately, Zhao Ran immediately indicated he was mistaken.

"The state of flesh and blood here is unique, even if you don’t eat or drink, you’d eventually maintain a balance state, not consumed over time."

This is true, otherwise Mr. Feng Sr. after so many years, with normal physiological activity, would’ve probably created several cesspools.

"Is that so... I left quickly last time, didn’t notice this."

Feeling pleased with the Assassin Brother’s honesty, Fu Qian muttered to himself while further inserting a knife into his heart.

"That’s what I want to know... If you’ve really been here, how did you get out? The edge of this place is simply a wall without seams."

Ultimately, the price of freedom is higher, enduring ridicule, the assassin took a deep breath and insisted on asking the core question.

"Understood... And what I want to know is, who are the ’they’ you mentioned?"

Unfortunately, the opponent seemed to know this was a great bargaining chip, promptly putting forward his requirement.

...

"If you were willing to speed up, you might already know the answer by now."

Instantly entering the negotiation mode, Zhao Ran seemed much more accustomed, speaking while already turning forward.

How could Fu Qian care about the minor attitude problem, immediately following on cheerfully.

As mentioned earlier, although just a toppled Stone Tower, the inside is indeed another world.

The distance they traveled counted early on surpassed the original height of the Stone Tower, yet the passage continued, delving underground.

Indeed, this place called Furnace is worth exploring again.

"So what is this place exactly? Your few months’ work results?"

Finding such a scene interesting, Fu Qian concerned about the origins.

Even after previous practice, the obvious mockery nearly caused the Assassin Brother’s facial expression to lose control, rapidly obscured by the thick darkness.

For Fu Qian, the minor visibility issue naturally wasn’t a problem.

And his overly smooth walking state seemed to bring significant psychological pressure to the Assassin Brother.

"Unfortunately not... This is ’their’ work result."

But the next moment, he firmly provided an intriguing piece of information and abruptly stopped.

A window.

To Fu Qian, along the way he could even enjoy the surrounding artistic styles.

This underground passage was obviously composed of various elements, initially inside the Stone Tower, followed by a spiral corridor, but the location ahead was blocked into a dead end.

Simultaneously on the side wall, an elongated window appeared, apparently of a dense religious style.

Even the layout was chaotic to this extent, for such a place, it was considered a smooth path.

This is why Fu Qian was curious whether there was human intervention—and turns out there indeed was.

"Precisely because of similar doubts, I discovered them... initially, I just thought I was overthinking until one day I went further back."

For an adult, the window size was still somewhat small, and this time Zhao Ran introduced while motioning for Fu Qian to go ahead.

"Sounds like it’s magical ahead."

Fu Qian didn’t hold back, directly passing through.

...

Indeed magical.

Not a trap, conversely the light was even better, seemingly a gap above led to the ground.

With the help of the sudden increased visibility, it was easy to confirm the open space before him was actually a toppled chapel, currently standing on its inner wall.

Moreover, there were two more significant discoveries.

First, despite underground action, relying on memory and sense of direction, Fu Qian still had some assurance this place wasn’t far from Mr. Feng Sr.’s secret base.

Yes, after going around, it returned here.

Second, more especially, both the horizontal walls and broken stone beams were covered with red paint, densely filling with patterns—end together, rotating counterclockwise with four hands.

Yes, it was the special symbol repeatedly seen during the mission.

Has someone truly drawn them beforehand?

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