"That’s right, it’s basically concluded."
Although his appearance was rather pitiful, with so parts barely covered, Fu Qian was naturally not embarrassed. He finally got up from the bed to share the intelligence.
"There was indeed so danger, almost everyone couldn’t make it back, but as requested by the client, I need to keep the details confidential for now."
Of course, his professional ethics were still intact, and Fu Qian didn’t reveal too much to his curious colleague.
"As if anyone is interested... So you ended up like this just to get back?"
Professor Lisa, unsurprisingly, snorted with disdain.
"Yes."
ntioning the losses, Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh, but he didn’t forget to adjust his collar and sleeves to maintain his deanor.
"Such a recovery ability is enviable, but why haven’t you changed your clothes? Are you really that poor?"
With a dripping elegance in each movent, Professor Lisa noticed the smooth skin showing from underneath the Blood Garnt, realizing that Fu Qian was completely fine and thus continued her sarcastic remarks.
"Poor and busy."
Fu Qian just shook his head at this, recalling the thrilling events of yesterday, and casually invited her to discuss downstairs.
"Is it really that pitiful? Want to give you one?"
Surrounded by opulence, Lisa couldn’t possibly believe such nonsense. While following him downstairs, she continued her cynical laughter, and after sitting down, couldn’t help but express so concern.
"No need."
Professor Fu didn’t take advantage of the offer, though with this reason—
"I’m not used to wearing leather."
Glancing up and down at Lisa, Fu Qian’s gaze finally settled on the accessory on her neck.
He had to admit, although it contrasted with the intellectual’s look, the black choker on her snowy neck was visually striking and matched her well.
After all, Professor Lisa’s own charisma was such that no fra could restrain her excessive allure.
"Oh... I thought you liked it."
Even her voice, after a brief pause, as she let her gaze linger from Fu Qian’s chest to where he sat, was unexpectedly huskier when she spoke again.
Last ti, she had invited Professor Fu to her laboratory in a similar tone, even now her hand gently touched her neck.
...
As predicted, he didn’t fail in his guidance.
Facing this, in that mont, Fu Qian nodded again, sighing with contentnt.
Professor Lisa’s glance was clear: you’re sitting on what looks like a snakeskin chair, yet you claim not to like leather?
Logical and coherent, with clear reasoning.
Ethnic issues had always been an emotional burden for this Heaven’s Comncent elite, yet following such straightforward provocation, she hadn’t faltered and even executed this sharp coback, showcasing significant psychological resilience, her ntal fortitude nearing that of a demigod.
If President Cass saw this scene upon his return, he’d surely be very pleased, wouldn’t he?
"Makes sense, alright then."
Unashadly claiming credit for his ntorship, Fu Qian, after brief contemplation, readily accepted the suggestion.
Indeed, you really...
At that mont, Professor Lisa’s fingers froze at her neck, without speaking, but it was easy to grasp her feelings from just her actions.
After all, she’s still young, a few more rounds and she couldn’t hold on anymore.
Fu Qian didn’t bla her either, rely smiling like an elder.
Yet Professor Lisa couldn’t bear it, biting her teeth tightly, her fingers fiddling with the choker.
However, just as a ripple spread from it, and the air gained a strange sweet scent, her movents abruptly ceased.
"I heard the Linghui folks ca to see you?"
After that brief mont of awkwardness, Professor Lisa gracefully put her hands down and changed the topic as if nothing had happened.
"Yes, Ni Huayuan brought people here, just as you guessed."
Fu Qian’s smile remained unchanged.
It wasn’t flattery. When talking about the new genius from the Divine Ashes Institute, Professor Lisa had speculated that they might bring that girl over to showcase the superiority of the Psychic Series.
As for why Professor Lisa suddenly changed, it wasn’t due to a lack of resolve—
Squeak!
Amidst a slight creaking, the laboratory door was pushed open from the outside.
"Professor Fu... Professor Lisa,"
Their lab assistant Ji Liushuang, who hadn’t been seen for two days, walked in, lightly greeting the two upon seeing the scene inside.
...
"Have you been having a tough ti these last two days?"
For Miss Liushuang’s sudden return, Professor Lisa showed no surprise, her calm deanor offering a head-to-toe evaluation along with a gentle inquiry.
This was the reason for her abrupt pause earlier, after all, she’s a Fourth Phase Transcendent, with keen sensitivity.
The mont she made up her mind, Miss Liushuang had entered her sensory range, instantly reminding Professor Lisa, who always valued her image, of the concept of being a role model.
Of course, as the new demigod of the Academy, no one would doubt Professor Fu’s sensitivity, so Miss Liushuang must have entered his sensory range even earlier.
It’s just that Professor Lisa, knowing she was once again out of her depth, also knew that the clever student in front of her didn’t even give her a chance to glare with resentnt.
Besides, she wasn’t just finding a random topic to avoid embarrassnt, compared to before, Miss Ji Liushuang, usually so composed, seed rather dull and her spirits low.
"Not too bad, there were so family matters, but they’ve been dealt with."
For this, Ji Liushuang didn’t hide it, nodding and frankly expressing the burden of family affairs, her expression rather serene.
"I see..."
Having interacted quite a bit recently, Lisa was clearly aware of the student’s family circumstances, making it easy for her to understand the unavoidable burden mundanity brings, and thus she expressed her empathy imdiately.
"But in this world, strength is ultimately the foundation of everything, try not to let it consu too much of your energy."
Thanks to this bond, she couldn’t help but give a friendly reminder.
"You could ask your employer for help next ti."
Not forgetting to casually find so work for Fu Qian as retribution.
"Professor Fu has already helped a lot."
It was only now that Ji Liushuang naturally turned to look, speaking up before Professor Fu could interject.
See, this is what we call a difference.
Fu Qian’s smile remained unchanged, without any sign of being troubled by the Ji Family’s reputation, and he praised internally.
Professor Lisa might conceal it well, but still fell short compared to Miss Liushuang.
Without much deliberate concealnt, it’s clear that Professor Lisa didn’t realize the anomaly with Ji Liushuang was related to him.
Furthermore, the matter indeed seed resolved.
"Just a small effort."
With a light and casual courtesy, Fu Qian’s gaze landed on the box in Ji Liushuang’s hand.
The Rebellion Axe... The Ji Family certainly is generous.
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