This one is even more heavyweight, both physically and ntally.
Observing the person entering, Fu Qian instantly gave a high evaluation.
The physical aspect is simple; although the body on the wooden board is unusually withered and small, combined with his background, it still carries exaggerated weight.
To lift them together, one would need a considerable physique.
The person in front of us undoubtedly possesses such qualities.
Muscles knotted and a towering physique, his exposed arms glead almost as if they were glowing, casually placing the wooden board and the person behind him with a motion that seed effortless.
As for the ntal aspect, Fu Qian didn’t believe he had a worldly interest in Kako but thought intriguing this newcor was his main purpose for coming in.
No matter if he was previously a close companion of Kako, no matter if his gaze lingered on her for a mont, he didn’t co for dual cultivation but rather to "assist Kako’s cultivation" in an alternative way.
Otherwise, why wait until after Fu Qian refused?
Perhaps no longer possessing superhuman hearing and perception, Fu Qian was still confident that, in such an elegantly serene setting, a group of people had been listening outside long before.
And right after such a rude act, Fu Qian was more inclined to believe that his own performance gave this person so enlightennt.
The only remaining question is, what path did Brother Strong realize?
"I ask you to leave; this is none of your business."
By now, Kako seed to finally react. Faced with the sudden lively scene, her tone grew colder, directly indicating that the one interfering should leave first.
Although, in Fu Qian’s view, her expression and tone ultimately didn’t match, the smiling face and elegant movents were like two separate systems running.
"What is true, what is false, let the liar fulfill his lies and ultimately realize they are not lies, what a ritorious act that is."
Kako was clearly not the most disconnected; in the next mont, the muttering Brother Strong took a step forward after entering, towering over Fu Qian by nearly a head.
With his hands clasped, he cracked his knuckles loudly.
"Now you have two choices: either fulfill your promise or never think of leaving here."
...
Very well, I am gradually understanding everything.
Faced with Brother Strong’s pointers, perfectly combined with street hooligan behavior, Fu Qian easily thought of that initial con artist.
Undoubtedly the sa sense of contrast.
My heart and actions are clear as a mirror, thoughts like a Saint in the worldly society.
"What if I must leave?"
With a sigh, Fu Qian looked at the people outside, finding them all quietly observing with gentle expressions, none with any intention of coming in.
The situation seed a bit dire.
Indeed as expected, Kako’s complex social relations help him quickly integrate into this City of Bliss.
Now the issue is that the social relations are too intricate, with the integration scale sowhat out of control, seemingly costing him temporary freedom of movent.
"You cannot, just like you don’t truly know what you want or don’t want."
In response to Fu Qian’s question, Brother Strong actually grabbed Fu Qian’s collar, speaking like a small-ti street thug.
The action was nimble but not beyond the ordinary human range.
If Fu Qian were a typical person of his current age, such a sudden move would likely be unavoidable.
However, despite losing strength, drawing on a residue of combat skills, he not only dodged initially but had the spare ti to silently make a comnt.
Of course, regardless of whether it hit or not, Brother Strong had already expressed his attitude.
The odds of truly killing him were still low, but he certainly wouldn’t mind using violence to prevent any attempts to leave.
Even the observers at the doorway had no intention of making way at that mont.
If he wanted to dash out, there wasn’t even a path.
"I understand."
Sweeping his gaze over everyone, Fu Qian seed to have learned his first lesson in this City of Bliss.
Speaking, he even casually closed the door.
...
Clearly different intentions led to a successful operation of a violent setup incident in the City of Bliss.
"Let think, so before I do as you say, I can’t leave?"
Fu Qian’s act of closing the door understandably confused so about his intentions.
Luckily, he didn’t make the two Guides guess much longer, continuing to speak in the next mont.
"Yes."
Brother Strong didn’t rush to grab the collar again, his tone still firm yet gentle.
"And even if I do as you say, you won’t leave midway?"
Fu Qian did not exhibit any negative emotion, nodding as his gaze fell on Kako.
Faced with such a sudden change, her emotions seed slightly complex, but she didn’t speak up for a mont.
Fu Qian didn’t think this was pre-arranged, but it appeared that she didn’t mind playing the role of a damsel coerced by the gang.
This Paradise is indeed a remarkable place.
"Correct."
By now, Brother Strong had once again confird Fu Qian’s statent. Clearly, he wasn’t prepared to leave until he fully validated his rit.
"Please believe, young man, you will eventually be grateful for all this and recognize the operating Rule of this Paradise quicker."
Moreover, he even classically conveyed the idea that "it’s all for your benefit."
"Makes sense, recognizing the operating Rule quicker..."
Agreeably, Fu Qian murmured to himself, genuinely giving up on leaving and turning towards Kako.
Then, he actually stepped past her, casually extinguishing the bright candle.
...
"What are you planning to do—"
Though Fu Qian seed to gradually recognize reality, Brother Strong clearly wasn’t willing to let his guard down, perfectly playing the role of a gang mber as he followed closely.
The sound cut off abruptly, a splendid spray of blood blossoming on his thin shirt, quickly spreading.
In Fu Qian’s hand, blood dripped from the spike at the top of the candlestick.
The room truly lacked other tools.
While its shape was ornate and the weight felt right, the spike atop the candlestick wasn’t quite long enough.
Even Fu Qian wasn’t confident in piercing the heart directly, so he cleverly used abundant anatomical knowledge to target other areas that could incapacitate.
"Thank you very much, what is true, what is false, assisting the liar to verify if it is truly a lie, I think you have succeeded."
As the candlestick pierced down a second ti, Fu Qian seed to have absorbed that peaceful calm, smiling as he expressed gratitude.
Next, let us attempt the next topic: committing an inescapable sin.
As Brother Strong instinctively struggled, a scene perfectly matching Sin City played out amidst the dim light.
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