Chapter 2287 - 2282: Consort’s Cry
Chapter 2287: Chapter 2282: Consort’s Cry
The undercurrents are surging.
The struggle between South’s Tyler and North’s Jiangen remains unclear, and now a martial arts secret skill, the Opportunity-Attracting Spell, has emerged, causing even Shangjing’s city officials to grow restless, sending their daughters to gather information.
With each turn, so many upheavals arise. Even though he has long distanced himself from worldly affairs, Fu Qian still cannot help but sigh at the tumultuous season.
"Chief Yuan."
At this moment, the young lady "Gan Baobao" has seized the opportunity to approach.
What is reassuring is that she was finally the first to greet Yuan Shan.
It’s not surprising that Gan Zuoxun sent his daughter over.
Yuan Shan clearly hopes for some peace, but when both cores, light and dark, converge, the scene inevitably intensifies.
Though the young girl appears somewhat naive, it’s clear she executes her father’s instructions meticulously.
She makes every effort to behave appropriately, while in conversation greeting Fu Qian without any hint of gossip about their companionship.
Indeed, Chief Yuan remarked that it’s a fine evening.
Fu Qian naturally welcomes this, indulging in demolishing the structures on his plate while the two ladies converse.
...
"It’s rare to see you extending goodwill. Jiangen’s days are truly challenging, and the Chen Family is no different."
There was no inevitable disruption, and the charity banquet concluded amidst harmony.
On the way back, Yuan Shan, serving as driver, couldn’t hide her astonishment at Fu Qian’s subtle influence on the situation with just a few words.
"Since the last incident, the Chen Family hasn’t improved much. Now with your endorsement, at least the younger generation should gain more confidence."
Yuan Shan clearly understands the potential consequences of Fu Qian’s somewhat tyrannical demands.
It seems daunting, yet it represents affirmation.
If the Chen Family had long struggled to produce a Demigod, now amidst the withering of talent, the family nearly loses its standing.
Yet, their secret martial arts suddenly attract the interest of such a prominent figure?
No need for recognition; it’s nearly imaginable that under such attention, the youngsters would fear missing out on the treasure.
This might even ease their position throughout Shangjing.
"This is the reward."
Fu Qian certainly wasn’t pretending that his earlier actions were accidental.
On the contrary, he directly states this is just the first step; the earlier benefit for the Chen Family is merely a down payment for what is yet to be returned.
"Don’t mess things up... Although I’m aware of your reputation over there."
And, worthy of being Shangjing’s guardian of order, Chief Yuan quickly senses instability, cautiously reminding.
It’s unsurprising; Professor Fu’s identity at the Heaven’s Commencement Institute is nearly transparent. With so many recent events, Yuan Shan wants to learn more information, which is perfectly legitimate and straightforward.
"Is Chief Yuan under some misunderstanding regarding us researchers? Volunteers receive rewards for contributions, not as compensation for losses."
Professor Fu stands up for the integrity of researchers, refusing to let them be unjustly criticized.
"Even if the project aims to improve secret skills and help them more easily embark on the Demigod Path, the rewards won’t diminish."
...
"I understand now; no wonder the Heaven’s Commencement Institute is thriving recently."
After a brief silence, Chief Yuan lets out a long sigh, expressing his admiration.
It’s evident that the Academy’s numerous recent achievements have garnered recognition beyond academia.
"So, do you truly believe the Chen Family secret holds mysteries even unknown to them?"
Though it might sound somewhat sarcastic at first glance, Chief Yuan’s mind isn’t stubborn, assuming Fu Qian is merely finding an excuse.
As one with perhaps the deepest understanding of Fu Qian throughout Shangjing, only she knows he doesn’t need to pretend in such matters.
In the next moment, Yuan Shan grows curious along this train of thought.
"I don’t believe so, but it’s a good observation sample."
Indeed, Fu Qian’s honesty persists, without any blind optimism for the Chen Family, his eyes solely focused on the research clarity.
...
Although this move was a spontaneous consequence of serendipitous opportunity, the Chen Family does deserve such evaluation.
Cultivation, bloodline, divinity... All become next research focal points.
Especially after collaborating with the Witch for investigations, the concept of offspring sparks endless imagination.
In this family, these elements have achieved a good fusion.
No need to introduce excessive strong variables; today’s encouragement allows subsequent observation.
Even a super-amplified comparison group, the Ji Family, can be included.
Miss Liushuang’s family remains one of the most worth researching, with Elder Ji Feng’s legacy yet fully interpreted.
Lastly, the Chen Family even has an existing research report, which could be used for comparison—
The earliest project of Chen Xing on the false Demigod, although directly executed by Deng Feizhou, undoubtedly engaged Lady Nepheli, skilled in this area.
"For the Chen Family, it’s already a worthwhile transaction."
Despite a somewhat cold evaluation, Yuan Shan sighs lightly, yet nods.
Apart from a few lucky ones, the hardships of the Transcendent Path are deeply felt by every traveler.
Striving for a hint of opportunity for advancement, paying substantial costs to become a research subject are completely reasonable actions, not to mention receiving reverse compensation.
"I’m somewhat curious about your research results. Maybe I’ll visit the Academy someday. When are you returning?"
The advisor’s principles and curiosity seem to stir Yuan Shan’s interest in that research place.
"Now."
Fu Qian obviously doesn’t mind this.
Indeed diligent...
"Then I really don’t have the time. Do you need me to arrange transportation for you?"
In a blink, Fu Qian shifts focus from business to research, such efficiency leaves Yuan Shan momentarily stunned.
For now, she doesn’t feel he’s joking, and in the next moment, she shakes her head and sighs, not intending to join this endeavor.
Nevertheless, the advisor’s treatment should be in place, and before parting ways, she remembers to ask one more question.
"This time, no need."
Yet, Fu Qian who never hesitates, unusually declines the offer.
"Alright, up to you."
Chief Yuan has evidently embraced relaxation to the fullest today, without being extra courteous.
...
Indeed wonderful.
Watching Yuan Shan’s car taillights fade away, Fu Qian lowers his head and fishes out a black eye from his pocket.
This deformed and dim creation now trembles eerily, as if resonating with another distant "Princess Xing’s Eye."