Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2334 - 2329: Checklist (16)


Chapter 2334: Chapter 2329: Checklist (16)

It’s truly not surprising that the one being pointed at is indeed the steady little shop owner.

It’s not a coincidence either; Fu Qian had actually been searching for his figure from the very beginning.

Everyone knows that murderers like to return to the crime scene, yet little do they know that potential victims feel the same urge.

It’s not a peculiarity, but rather a human instinct to be averse to risk.

Murderers come to confirm if their methods have been discovered, while those who narrowly escaped come to ensure they really have escaped unscathed.

Especially when there’s safety in numbers, which increases the perceived safety index substantially.

"...Are you sure?"

Although Mr. Cardon Sr. appeared increasingly perplexed by Fu Qian’s actions.

Having been forced to act earlier, he barely concealed his Transcendent nature and was decisively preparing to move to the next agenda.

Yet his performer not only remained calm but didn’t seem eager to wrap things up.

"It’s originally this gentleman’s shop. Us taking it over is already quite over the line, and we have no reason to refuse entry."

Faced with his astonishment, Fu Qian offered a rationale that was indeed logical and well-founded.

"As you wish..."

At that moment, Han could not find a reason to rebut, and after staring at Fu Qian for several seconds, Cardon really nodded.

However, his expression management inevitably faltered, and he seemed to age a few decades instantly.

"Ha—"

Simultaneously, heavy breathing emanated from outside the door.

The plaid-shirted store manager, pointed at by Fu Qian, awoke from a heavy dream, nearly tumbling to the ground.

Indeed, there was a slight temper, as Cardon executed his employer’s orders thoroughly.

Leaving him behind was simply leaving him behind; he immediately withdrew his mental influence without taking a step forward.

"Welcome, care for a drink?"

Fu Qian didn’t mind Cardon’s little tantrum, promptly extending an invitation.

The manager, just standing steadily despite instinctively wanting to flee, actually stood dazedly in place.

It wasn’t due to any deep friendship formed from previous transactions, but primarily because Fu Qian was raising a gun from the table, not coffee, when making the invitation.

"Are you sure what you’re holding is real...?"

However, being somewhat streetwise, the manager wasn’t easily fooled.

Steadfast but not stepping forward, he questioned through gritted teeth as he eyed the gun in Fu Qian’s hand.

"Indeed, I agree, it does seem too exquisite."

The surge of courage, however, wasn’t enough for him to flee.

Yet, Fu Qian listened to the manager’s evaluation quite seriously.

Nodding slightly, he admitted the gun in his hand indeed didn’t seem real.

Bang—

Almost as the words fell, a flash ignited from the barrel.

With a thundering sound, the plaid-shirted manager genuinely collapsed onto the ground—though fortunately, he wasn’t the intended target.

"Do you know what you’re doing?"

Speaking through apparent pain, sentences squeezed through Cardon’s clenched teeth from across the table.

In a tone full of existential doubt, he glanced down at the blooming red flower on his chest.

"I don’t know... Do you?"

Questioned by Fu Qian, who showed no apology for his action, merely smiling as he blew the smoke off the gun’s barrel.

...

From Fu Qian’s question, appearing deceptively simple yet complex.

Even as the victim, Cardon suddenly found it difficult to meet the counterpart’s scrutiny, instinctively averting his gaze.

"It seems you dislike your Transcendent self."

Regrettably, Fu Qian didn’t let him off, raising the gun once more while making an astonishing assertion.

The struggling store manager was instantly frozen by the action, no further questions, no attempts to escape.

"Who are you really?"

Evidently provoked by the word "Transcendent," Cardon was seemingly lost entirely in confusion regarding Fu Qian’s identity.

Clearly an ordinary person, yet—

"Your reflection, have you forgotten?"

Pointing to his own eyes, Fu Qian’s response remained irrefutable.

Even bearing double meanings, aside from the predetermined content, one could indeed see a reflection in the pupils from this angle.

Of course, Fu Qian wouldn’t underestimate the old man before him.

The reason for such surprise, besides his seemingly enigmatic words, likely included the undeniable fact—despite being an ordinary person, why was the mental influence ineffective?

Indeed, even at this moment, it’s common sense for the elderly to attempt using ability to affect this incomprehensible driver.

The ultimate result led to today’s shock and awe.

"Why? This should be a talent dreamt of by many, why do you have such a complex attitude?"

Although the gun’s power was formidable, such a wound was far from fatal to a Middle Tier.

Thus, Fu Qian didn’t allow much respite, proceeding directly with further inquiry.

...

What Cardon truly intended was the real question that needed clarity.

No matter how absurd things appeared, Fu Qian never deviated from this mainline.

While facts were presented, following the facilitation of three high-efficiency tasks, the new side project deviated from the established tone.

Resulting in being forced to direct an unknown script.

Yet, little difficulties were trivial before true experts.

It’s said that elite directors can proceed without a script.

Thus, following this thematic clarity, Fu Qian executed one clear task: creating an environment for Cardon necessitating the use of Extraordinary Power.

The senior’s attitude toward himself always held a hint of doubt—why didn’t he attempt mental influence amid increasing suspicion?

The remark "who are you really" should have surfaced earlier had he tried.

Of course, it excludes the possibility of feigned ignorance, without complicating matters.

Ultimately, Cardon had invited the role played by Fu Qian as a crucial part of his bucket list completion.

Usually, a cautious stance was expected, why such negligence?

Could it be necessary rather than careless?

Ample opportunities existed to seize control and obscure his awareness, but ultimately, only under compulsion did he reveal his Transcendent side.

In life’s final journey, Cardon seemingly endeavored to remain an ordinary man.

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