It looks like you’ve been sleeping well lately.
Your not-so-long golden hair is lustrous and shiny; the part where the sunlight falls is almost dazzling.
Our eyes t, and Fu Qian noted that Sunny, once the owner, seed not to have much of a ntal gap in her fall to being a server.
Considering the final part of the mission back then, I helped clarify her current circumstances, so this can be considered a typical case of making the best of a bad situation.
"Good morning, Professor Fu."
Faced with the amiable greeting of an uninvited guest, even though her mind should have been filled with questions, Sunny just bit her lip hesitantly for a mont before responding in kind.
She even made sure to tie the belt of her nightdress properly and respectfully bowed.
"No need to be so formal; I’m just out for a morning walk."
Fu Qian was easygoing, waving his hand to imply that his title at the Academy was just a formality, and he was just an ordinary person.
"But eavesdropping is impolite."
Although he shifted the conversation slightly, he still expressed mild criticism.
...
Sunny, knowing her identity, was quite normal.
Lanaya’s small cafeteria has almost beco the designated spot for team building, and conversation while eating was without many reservations.
Even without a direct self-introduction, as a sharp and perceptive Transcendent, Sunny could completely tell who this person was from Miss Liushuang’s addresses.
Additionally, Fu Qian noted that from this point, Sunny was not naive enough to think she could bluff her way through.
Right after he ntioned her na, she decided not to pretend and greeted him earnestly.
No matter how good the attitude was, being pointed out for sothing as unethical as eavesdropping left her speechless.
I...
"Just like having a guest speak through the door."
Without even waiting for Sunny to find a defense, Fu Qian was already indicating further.
"Sorry... please co in."
Finally realizing she had been greeting him through the door, Sunny quickly opened it, showing her inner unrest with rapid apologies.
"Do you find living here comfortable? That couple seems to be paying you well."
Without holding back, Fu Qian strolled into the small courtyard, casually chatting while paying attention to life’s difficulties.
"... The store manager and his wife are very generous, giving more than I expected."
Yet seeming excessively preoccupied with life, Sunny was sowhat bewildered, responding with a brave face while watching Fu Qian admiring her dwelling.
"Indeed, quite nice, and very aware of tax obligations; they even reminded to issue a receipt last ti."
Nodding, Fu Qian had high praise for the store manager and his wife.
However, there was still so vagueness in Sunny’s answers.
No matter how generous, they’re doing business, not offering prices far above market value; perhaps she asked for too little.
But in Fu Qian’s view, this just showcases the couple’s generosity.
If sothing seems unusual, it must hold a story; anyone would know, yet they chose to be inclusive.
"I sll coffee; could you pour a cup?"
It was ti for Sunny to display her generosity; Fu Qian plopped down, casually delegating the task.
...
"Of course."
No matter how powerful, a local host takes precedence; Sunny quickly got busy.
When she returned, Fu Qian had already examined his surroundings, concluding there was nothing like Dragon Scale, Dragon Skin, or Dragon Child discovered.
Things suddenly seed even stranger.
The prior perceptual anomalies were almost confird to be related to her oath-bound Dragon King.
Considering the reversed perceptual images, the first thought that ca to Fu Qian’s mind was whether this Oath Abandoner struggled against the Superior Being’s corrosion, leading to so issues in her status.
Yet after this inspection aided by a radar, Sunny appeared to be still passable, not much different from the last eting.
"Thank you... well, it’s quite nice."
Casually accepting the drink Sunny offered, savoring it, Fu Qian earnestly gave his approval.
A superior taste ant it was valuable; evidently, she had accumulated substantial wealth managing Dragon Summit Inn for those years.
"How do you find this place?"
Not delving into such mundane topics, Fu Qian casually gestured outside, seeking Sunny’s impressions of the local customs.
"Nice..."
With so concerns, even as the scene increasingly resembled a leisurely morning, Sunny remained cautious in her response.
"For , there’s no place more suitable."
Spoken sincerely, after a brief hesitation, she added another remark.
Indeed, she found peace amidst Withering.
A dim destiny, temporary stability, with a glimr of hope nearby that wasn’t eager to break.
Fu Qian understood that sentint deeply.
For a spirit filled with rebellion but seeing no bright future, this was indeed a decent mont.
Sunny’s reluctance to beco an experintal subject also seed to stem from not wanting to break it all.
"Professor Fu, did you co today... because you think there’s sothing wrong with ?"
Yet as the concerned party, she clearly had awareness, knowing the ti had co.
Finding Fu Qian not hastily judging, after so hesitance, Sunny couldn’t resist asking, as if awaiting her fate’s judgnt.
"Didn’t I already say you had a problem back in the tavern?"
Unfortunately, the judge was indulged in the lazy morning, not even raising his head, signaling that such a conclusion had long been drawn.
...
It wasn’t the Oath Taker’s issue, so was it the oath-bound being’s problem?
Coming here, it indeed seed sowhat in vain.
But as the saying goes, having no results is also a form of gain.
The previous oddities must have an explanation; if this pawn remains normal, then the changes co from higher levels.
Could it be that although Oath Taker’s exploitation isn’t going smoothly, the Dragon King has still recuperated a bit?
This possibility cannot be dismissed; the prior beating by the Tyrant was certain, but such Superior Beings are hard to completely fall.
Especially in real history, ultimately, it was the Tyrant who fell.
Yet simply this explanation seems insufficient; even if the Dragon King still breathes, the likelihood of constantly tracking remains slim.
Don’t forget, even if I remain unaware, there’s still the Red Moon and the warehouse.
The Dragon King likely lacks the ability to conceal to such an extent.
Fu Qian tended to believe it was an Other Shore impulse response, where Dragon King was startled into gazing back.
Only that question followed: how did he possess such precision in this reverse tracking?
The Prism of Radiant Transformation seems incapable of such feats.
Does the Dragon King possess a special link with certain elents making them so sensitive?
What exactly are those elents? Other Shore, or Tyrant?
If none of these can explain, or perhaps this indiscriminate probing action uncovered so loopholes? Post-Doomsday world operational flaws?
"If you were already dead, would you want to know or not know?"
Finishing his coffee in one gulp, Fu Qian posed a profound question.
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