Chapter 2072 - 2067: Dancer (13)
Chapter 2072: Chapter 2067: Dancer (13)
A travel group is just like this.
No matter how many dangerous situations arise in between or how many problems occur, most of the time, when it’s time, they can be taken away in one bus.
It was clear that at that moment, Ah Lian’s mood was somewhat complicated.
However, changes come so unexpectedly; the situation that was originally about to fall apart suddenly became calm again.
The people were all ready and in high spirits, ready to continue sightseeing, just like at the previous café.
"... Where did you go just now? I couldn’t find you at all."
But it doesn’t seem quite appropriate to act like nothing happened either. As the atmosphere gradually grew awkward, Ah Lian finally spoke up to confirm the situation with the old man, with little emotion in her tone.
"I’m not too sure either. I was just wandering around, but when I turned around, fewer and fewer people were there, and I couldn’t figure out how to get back."
The old man’s face naturally showed apology, and he didn’t even bother to come up with an excuse for his wandering.
"Remembering that you warned me some areas here are off-limits, I decided to try not to disturb others and find my way out on my own, which took a lot of effort to find a familiar path."
His explanation about why everything was done so quietly was reasonable and well-grounded.
"So that’s it, this place indeed makes it easy to get lost."
Despite the explanation, even Clara, who helped search without success, nodded and agreed, showing understanding.
See, even without using fancy words, it’s understood.
Fu Qian, as another enthusiastic team member, remained smiling, showing no signs of displeasure.
Although Clara had clearly focused on the happenings over here before speaking up.
As an Observer, it’s evident she doesn’t want the team to fall apart too quickly and hopes for some mild voices addressing the current situation.
Unfortunately, as an Observer of Observers, Fu Qian had already grasped this intention, realizing there was no need for him to intervene.
"Sorry for causing trouble for everyone."
Only now did the old man, well-aware of his posture but embarrassed, realize he had caused others to help search for him and again apologized.
"... There are indeed some places here that if entered, could cause issues if discovered."
In a harmonious atmosphere, at some point, the leader Ah Lian finally spoke up, gently agreeing.
Though she remained indifferent to the old man’s choice to keep quiet, this attitude communicated a lot—
Obviously, after consideration, she didn’t want to easily lose this small-scale business.
"Can everyone follow closely behind me from here on?"
...
The latter half of the tour at the Royal Garden proceeded smoothly and pleasantly.
As if an obsession was released, the group was even more in tune compared to before, making Ah Lian quite gratified.
And after admiring this luxurious residence initially belonging to the Wenlan family, the group was already famished.
A situation gradually returning under control made Ah Lian more energized, even treating everyone to a rather exquisite local meal with no plans for a grueling second half, instead giving the remaining time back to the group to wander the old town freely.
Clearly, this arrangement was well-received, as the originally somewhat weary team members suddenly became energized.
Including the oldest, the old man who just lost his way.
He not only set off quickly, but walked briskly, even maintaining vigilance along the way to ensure nobody noticed.
Unfortunately, just like before, some things remain beyond his reach—
So the reward over there was actually an address?
Nearly effortless tracking left Fu Qian a bit surprised at the old man’s behavior.
The books he chose weren’t forbidden Extraordinary Items, and Fu Qian knew this.
But in the initial plan, even if it was purely for the information in the books, the reward should have been Cultivation secret techniques or ritual formulas.
Yet instead of returning to the hotel to digest it all, he seemed obviously to be looking for some particular place...
Thankfully, if it were formulas, they wouldn’t have much value to him.
Indeed, it was worth being entrusted with the information screening role—an address of interest to a Supernatural personnel could undoubtedly serve as a point of entry into this city’s Supernatural World.
Though it appeared that his entry wasn’t too easy.
At some point, Fu Qian stopped walking, found a spot to sit on the street, even specifically bought a drink, and enjoyed watching the scene from afar.
...
The buildings on this whole street painted white were neat and undoubtedly belonged to Lan Fyla’s old town.
Using the overview earlier, Fu Qian could even confirm which part of the inviolable pattern it was located in, making the perspective quite interesting.
However, this kind of deliberately planned grand gesture also leads to some inconvenience.
Although the road ahead seemed well-maintained, it was evident it bore extra spatial sacrifices, thus being narrow and winding, making traffic not very convenient.
Still, a walk is indeed pleasant, who knows, maybe one might accidentally find a secluded spot—like the old man here.
It was clear this was the destination he had been looking for.
Finally stopping in front of the second-to-last building, the old man intentionally looked left and right, ensuring no one was following, before attempting to knock.
Unfortunately, while no movement was detected from behind, neither did anyone inside acknowledge him.
After cautiously waiting, not even the door was opened; only a face appeared from the back.
And after just a few exchanges, that face withdrew again.
...
A private club, huh? That seems reasonable.
Actually, Fu Qian had been curious about what this place did since earlier.
Though the old man faced rejection quickly, it didn’t prevent him from collecting some information.
Considering the ability to find related info from old books, this club probably had quite a lineage.
No wonder they had the confidence to refuse someone so distinguished right at the door.
Of course, the old man clearly found this result hard to accept, being momentarily stunned on the spot.
The final outcome was that he didn’t even have time to knock again before being driven away a second time from inside.
Finally, no longer able to endure the situation, the old man resentfully returned the way he came and noticed the Observer sitting on the side shortly afterwards.
People who emphasize manner usually have a strong camera sense, needing only a moment’s thought to realize the scene of being shooed away had all fallen under the eyes of the person ahead.
"No idle visitors allowed? They’ve always been like this."
Faced with the old man approaching with a dark expression, Fu Qian showed no intention of leaving, instead adding salt to the wound with the tone of a local.
The reason is simple—because we’re local now.
Just a matter of pinching a face and changing clothes.
The old man who believed himself to have rich counter-surveillance capabilities never knew what a dimensional reduction attack was.