Chapter 1395: Chapter 1393: Calamity Strikes (8)
“Ming King, truly not soone to be underestimated.”
Fu Qian’s comnt was aningful, leaving Jiang En slightly shaken.
After his expression changed several tis, he appeared to abandon his intention to conceal, revealing a standard showdown smile instead.
“Since you’ve guessed, I have nothing to hide, and in fact, the Ming King realizing this even lends credibility to what I said earlier.”
“Indeed, I have recently encountered so opportunities, but correspondingly, so sacrifices are required.”
“And because your relationship with the family is tense, they are unwilling to help?”
Fu Qian laughed coldly.
“Even if they were willing to help, their power is limited and would only restrict .”
Jiang En shook his head.
“That’s not a good choice.”
“Brother Jiang En… is a smart person.”
Nodding slightly, Fu Qian acknowledged with a deep voice while slowly lifting the heavy iron cage, handing it over just like that.
“I generally don’t like to waste ti, if you like it, just take it.”
“Thank you, Ming King…”
Although young, Jiang En had mastered the art of composure.
Seeing his wish fulfilled, his facial muscles did not betray the slightest loss of control, and he even smiled broadly in thanks before reaching out.
“I also enjoy dealing with smart people; if the Ming King is interested, I can not only accept challenges but even guarantee to lose.”
Hmph!
Fu Qian rely snorted coldly and released his grip.
“I’m being sincere.”
Jiang En naturally reached out to catch it, emphasizing with an unchanging smile.
“Over the years, I’ve long ceased to value certain things as much.”
“If the Ming King is willing to invest a bit more, I could even return to the Jiang Family before accepting the challenge.”
…
“And incidentally ask them for a bit of help to prevent the family from being shad, even covering the loss of this assistance after a fierce defeat could fall on .”
Regarding Jiang En’s suggestion, Fu Qian was nonchalant.
“You’re calculating quite well, never missing a chance to reap benefits.”
“So is the Ming King interested?”
With the Sweet Dream Cage in hand, Jiang En clearly valued this gain, asking while cautiously stepping back half a step, as if fearing Fu Qian’s regret.
“If you leave now, I might consider it.”
The Grand Fate Ming Emperor’s tone sounded displeased, though his expression couldn’t be seen, there was a palpable sense of being glared at.
“Don’t worry, I’m leaving now, after all, if delayed further, it might be hard to explain when the one in bed wakes up.”
Jiang En smiled happily, gesturing towards the depths of the room.
“No problem, I know her, this isn’t the first ti we’ve t.”
Fu Qian glanced back casually, replying absentmindedly.
“The Ming King’s explanation at this ti, sorry, but I really see no point…”
Jiang En’s query was sincerely puzzled, clearly finding this stock phrase akin to handling a brothel raid sowhat baffling.
Of course, this didn’t delay him from making a ‘please’ gesture.
“However, ti is pressing, so… Ming King please?”
“What do you an, are you telling to leave first?”
Fu Qian’s voice instantly turned vigilant.
“No, no, you walk ahead.”
Jiang En’s smile grew even brighter.
“I worry that the Ming King might not find the way to the Night Watchman’s side.”
…
“Those accustod to using disreputable ans, their biggest flaw is thinking everyone is like them, refraining from petty actions simply due to a lack of opportunity…”
In a suffocating silence, Jiang En’s voice gradually chilled with each word.
“With such extre presumptuousness, their reactions are too easy to predict.”
“You didn’t co for the Extraordinary Item—”
The Grand Fate Ming Emperor clearly realized sothing, but before he could finish, his left arm twitched bizarrely.
“Too late, sorry.”
Unfortunately, Jiang En’s movents were evidently quicker; he imdiately shielded the Sweet Dream Cage behind him.
Moreover, his fingers twisted like gnarled tree roots among the cage’s thick bars, intertwined tightly.
It seed trying to reclaim the cage would require significant effort.
Fu Qian hesitated in his actions, ultimately refraining from moving.
“Ming King’s strength is formidable; I indeed have no confidence in facing you head-on.”
This response seed entirely within Jiang En’s expectations.
“But please believe, retrieving this item will not be so easy.”
…
“So what exactly are you up to?”
As the subject of the taunts, the Grand Fate Ming Emperor was visibly unhappy.
“When you reach the Night Watchman, do you still intend to keep this item?”
“I don’t need to keep it.”
Jiang En shook his head again, his tone unprecedentedly firm.
“I have an eye for these things, certainly an extraordinary item, noble and precious, but its value ans sothing different to .”
“Surely the Ming King won’t obediently co with , as stated before, I have no assurance in forcing you.”
“Fortunately, with this item, those concerns are less important now.”
“Such a special item, I’m convinced the traces must be traceable; let the Night Watchman co to you to discuss the matter.”
…
“So your goal has never changed, just to catch the person causing these events.”
As Jiang En laid out his plan, the listening Grand Fate Ming Emperor couldn’t contain himself, breaking into a cold laugh.
“All that performance and rhetoric earlier was, with the sole aim of tricking sothing off , sothing to ascertain identity.”
“Indeed, the Ming King also said earlier, proving this kind of thing is quite difficult.”
Jiang En tapped dexterously on the Headcage with his other hand.
“So my plan is simple: deliver such an item along with my findings to the Night Watchman, then leave the rest for the Ming King to explain.”
“And whether I go with you or not now doesn’t really matter… what a remarkable young man.”
Fu Qian’s laughter was no longer restrained.
“Yet I still don’t understand your motive; for your situation, this is far from the optimal choice, unless… are you really Jiang En?”
Hahaha…
The latter seed sowhat swept up by the atmosphere too.
“Why wouldn’t I be Jiang En? Shouldn’t a once silent prodigy have this inexplicable sense of justice?”
“True, saying it like that is a bit absolute… so, now I only have one question left.”
Fu Qian nodded slightly, tapping his mask as his tone turned strangely.
“If you’re Jiang En… then who am I?”
At that mont, on “Jiang En’s” head, the illusory eyes representing dream stability suddenly widened, shaking as if to shatter.
“You still haven’t progressed much… Tyler Gulad.”
Fu Qian showed no rcy, coldly uttering a na.
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