Capítulo 1845: Chapter 1840: You’re Here
Oh?
It seed that his interest was finally piqued a little. Fu Qian looked up at Lisa but still didn’t say anything.
“Larea?”
The latter’s gaze was becoming more determined, cautiously uttering a na.
“How do you know?”
As if finally confirming she wasn’t bluffing, Fu Qian held up the crown and asked, sowhat surprised.
“Why not? If it weren’t for so many things to do, I’d love to travel around too, you know.”
With a snort, Lisa didn’t forget to express her discontent toward the two demigods fond of fieldwork.
“This design is too distinctive; I’ve seen sothing similar—could the teor shower actually be related to them?”
Her tone was sowhat incredulous in the next mont.
“Sorry, it’s classified, can’t reveal it casually.”
Without a second’s hesitation, Fu Qian directly repeated his previous refusal.
The crown had nothing to do with the teor shower. It was brought back from the warehouse after Miss Liushuang brought this person up.
Professor Lisa was so curious about the teor shower, why not use it?
For example, to help confirm the origin of this item and even more information.
Although there may not be any harvest, it’s always free to try.
Not to ntion, it seems to be quite effective.
“Forget it then.”
Professor Lisa was obviously very dismissive, snorting and then carefully observing it a few more tis.
“Could it be… that long-fallen family still has such abilities?”
“You sound quite familiar with them?”
Fu Qian finally appeared interested, no longer avoiding the “discipline.”
“Not familiar, but I’ve heard things from Cass, about the Divine Human Family, and becoming transcendent overnight.”
Lisa wasn’t blindly boasting now, just more determined about her previous guess, deep in thought.
“The Blood Wedding?”
With such a good start, Fu Qian helped stimulate the brain a little.
“That I actually know a bit about.”
It turns out gossip is human nature, as Lisa almost instantly nodded.
…
“Although it’s just a rumor, Cass tends to believe it’s true.”
As expected, her knowledge also ca from a dean’s diligent teachings.
“Oh? What’s the reason?”
Finally completely drawn in, Fu Qian even handed the crown over to let Professor Lisa admire it at leisure.
“According to him, the power flowing in the bloodline seems like an incomparable talent but might not be a good thing.
“It’s uncertain who dominates between it and the will of mortals. It’s quite normal to ss up.
“Those won who murdered their husbands back ho were clearly subjected to so kind of spillover pollution at the wedding.”
Fu Qian’s change in stance from before was clearly quite satisfying to Lisa, who casually took the crown, speaking eloquently.
“Couldn’t it be the grandeur of the wedding and the groom’s charm made them increasingly resentful, losing their balance after returning ho?”
However, Professor Fu seed inclined to find reasons from a sociological perspective.
“Do you believe that?”
Lisa looked like she could roll her eyes.
“And even that groom, Don Juan, he didn’t live very long after that, do you know that?”
“That indeed… ”
Fu Qian pondered for a mont.
It was not re agreent; don’t forget, after a simple exchange at that ti, Miss Wen had given him a special copy of the sorted data.
It also accounted for the main characters of the wedding.
If he rembered correctly, the groom didn’t even reach the traditional wooden anniversary after ending his bachelorhood before passing away.
“Do you an to say he was the source of the pollution and finally couldn’t hold on?”
Nodding slightly, Fu Qian followed the line of thought.
“I can’t be certain, but that seems like a more reasonable developnt.”
The other didn’t ramble on further, and Lisa’s expression finally relaxed, putting the crown on her head casually.
“For such a family, even as an ordinary person, that age can be considered a violent death.”
“And according to more groundless rumors, Don Juan’s wife went crazy after giving him a child, did you know that?”
“I didn’t know.”
Fu Qian shook his head honestly.
That history seed a bit too wild; it wasn’t included in the data he received.
“A year after his death.”
…
Professor Lisa was a bit too modest; she clearly knew more than just “so” about the Blood Wedding.
“Therefore, the real father of the child and the one driving her mad were rumored to be soone else… but that’s not important.”
And she continued to speak the next mont.
“From a rational perspective, Don Juan’s death was quite abnormal, and Cass’s point is that the bloodline’s power was manifested in him and was uncontrollable, leading to the tragedy after the wedding.
“Though the process is inconceivable, those socialite won might have had their wills distorted beyond recognition before returning ho.”
I can sowhat imagine it.
Silently, Fu Qian made a ntal note as images ford in his mind, resembling the dream of the Bronze Headband; nurous lively atballs were desperately diving into that gigantic brain.
“In short, considering reputation, the Larea Family did their utmost to cover things up, and Don Juan ultimately couldn’t bear the power and t an untily death.”
Lisa was giving a closing argunt, unsure why Fu Qian seed interested in this matter.
Perhaps not only the Larea Family covered it up.
At this ti, Fu Qian’s mind wandered back to the possible origins of the Bronze Headband.
Whether it was a trophy from Senior Ji Feng’s mission.
If so, the ultimate result of that wedding feast might also have left a mark in the warehouse.
“So what exactly is their connection to that teor shower—”
As Fu Qian contemplated, Lisa couldn’t help but ask the question she cared about most, although her words were cut off.
Knock, knock!
A rhythmic knocking sounded at the door.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and Professor Fu already had a visitor; most crucially—
As she looked back, Lisa couldn’t help but appear horrified.
She couldn’t sense anyone there at all.
“Co in.”
Professor Fu’s composure remained evident, calm and unfazed.
The next mont, the door opened, and a figure in black clothes and a narrow hat quietly stood there.
“You’re here.”
Observing Su Gao’s rapid and efficient work, along with the deliberately restrained air around her, Fu Qian sighed softly, aningfully greeting her.
“I’m here.”
Facing this strange reaction, Su Gao showed no change in expression, even repeating in a similarly deep tone.
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