Chapter 624: Chapter 624: You Need to Strengthen Your Learning_1 Chapter 624: Chapter 624: You Need to Strengthen Your Learning_1 “`
“There’s no need to deliberately provoke , that serves no purpose.”
It was clear that Selana might have done so psychological preparation, but she broke down in front of Fu Qian in just a second.
However, relying on her emotional intelligence accumulated over hundreds of years, she ultimately managed to suppress her anger, rely snorting coldly.
“I ca here today just to attend the Salon, Mr. Cha.”
“And I happened to overhear so topics related to the Bloodline Clan.”
“Understood.”
Fu Qian nodded, not surprised in the least.
Seeing his current appearance and behavior, Selana should already be aware that she had picked up on his hint.
And the aning of what he had just said was simple: there are so things one doesn’t need to ask about, because even if asked, there would be no answer.
From the current situation, two things could be confird: on one hand, the Gulad Family was indeed plotting so action.
At the sa ti, there were so disagreents within their ranks.
Using Tyler to hint at sothing was highly likely because Selana disapproved of certain matters.
But even if she disapproved, she also had her own boundaries, not willing to divulge more information endlessly.
“Don’t worry, I’ve always disliked asking pointless questions.”
Towards this esteed Demigod, it was naturally impossible to use the Clear Dream Ring, so Fu Qian decided to fully utilize the art of language.
While speaking, he took out a black leather notebook from his person and tossed it onto the table.
“As for why you’re here, I suppose it’s thanks to this thing, right?”
She had previously admitted to being able to sense the Abyssal Chronicle to a certain extent.
Selana was probably already nearby and, by relying on a special connection, sensed the presence of the Abyssal Chronicle, which led her to follow and determine his intentions.
In fact, having this object with him, Fu Qian had considered this possibility, but he hadn’t put all his eggs in one basket.
“You did it on purpose, I knew you couldn’t possibly make such a mistake!”
Listening to Fu Qian’s tone of voice, Selana almost spat out the words through clenched teeth.
“How could that be!”
Fu Qian looked surprised.
“I’m at a literary Salon, carrying a notebook is quite normal, right?”
“Speaking of coincidences, bumping into you here, shall we talk about history?”
“I’m really not that concerned about the matters at hand.”
…
“This slick and foppish appearance of yours is even more detestable than before!”
Having suffered a great loss at his hands previously, Selana found it hard to trust anything Fu Qian said.
However, at this mont, she was very certain that he had understood her earlier hint.
This pleased her slightly, yet she also felt discontent for not being able to regain the upper hand.
For a mont, she scrutinized Fu Qian’s face and spoke with a tone of disgust.
Is this considered slick and foppish? Then you haven’t seen Handso Brother’s style.
Fu Qian kept a smile on his face, but internally he made a retort.
“What do you want to know?”
At this mont, Selana let out a cold laugh.
“Let’s not go into others, but going back five hundred years there’s still plenty we could talk about.”
Progress was being made fast, had she already learned to be self-deprecating?
Fu Qian gave a ntal thumbs up.
“Actually, it goes back even further.”
“They say the Bloodline Clan doesn’t believe in Divine Beings but only worships their Progenitor, is that true?”
…
Facing the topic of the Progenitor brought up by Fu Qian once more, Selana silently glanced at the Abyssal Chronicle.
“Including the earlier symbol of the moon, did you learn about it from there?”
“Yes.”
The chance of Selana not having seen the Chronicle was very slim, and Fu Qian openly admitted it.
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“You’re right, the Bloodline Clan never worships Divine Beings, only the Progenitor is truly magnificent.”
“And She symbolizes Herself with the moon, is that why you do not favor the dayti?”
“The strength of the Bloodline Clan indeed maximizes at night.”
Selana’s response was as steady as a press conference.
“Additionally, why is it that I’m the one continuously answering your questions?”
“Quite simple, after asking what I want to know, I will offer a proposal, possibly a beneficial one for your current troubles.”
“However, it’s just a matter of answering a few questions, not to ntion that in this process, you have ample ti to weigh the pros and cons, and can terminate at any mont.”
“Alright, continue.”
Selana fell silent for a few seconds, signifying for Fu Qian to proceed with his questions.
“Pleasure working with you, next question, what is the na of your Progenitor?”
…
“Surely you do not just broadly call her Progenitor, do you?”
“… It doesn’t matter if I tell you, the na of the Progenitor is… Annalise.”
After a slight hesitation, Selana chose to answer directly.
“It’s not much of a secret; you could even find this na with the Night Watchman.”
Annalise.
Fu Qian internally repeated the na of the Progenitor of the Blood Clan to himself, then waited for several seconds.
There was no response, nor did anything like a Lunar Orbital Cannon suddenly annihilate him.
“Understood, last question.”
The next mont, Fu Qian nodded his head.
“Your Progenitor, she did not fall silent during that great night a thousand years ago, did she?”
…
“The question phase is over, let’s hear your proposal.”
To Fu Qian’s final question, Selana made no comnts and even maintained a very controlled expression, issuing an ultimatum directly.
“Alright then.”
Fu Qian wore a look of regret.
“Actually, my proposal is quite simple, since you have troubles, you should enhance your learning.”
“… Are you mocking ?”
For a mont, Fu Qian could nearly hear the sound of Selana grinding her teeth.
“No no, I am serious.”
Fu Qian pulled a pen from his pocket, placed it on top of the notebook, and pushed them both towards the Bloodline Clan demigod before him.
“Although it might seem a bit stiff, many tis it is an excellent tool for resolving doubts, and now you can use it at your leisure.”
“And I can promise that I won’t peek at what you write down.”
…
He had the feeling sothing interesting was about to happen!
Watching Selana hesitantly pick up the pen, Fu Qian inwardly exclaid.
It seed his guess was correct; she was indeed having trouble with sothing at the mont.
And considering she had instantly snapped back at the re ntion of the Progenitor of the Blood Clan, one couldn’t help but suspect that her troubles were related to Annalise.
In fact, the first ti Fu Qian ca across a description relating to the Progenitor of the Blood Clan, he had tried to deduce so of her circumstances using the notebook.
Unfortunately, although he confird that beliefs didn’t need to be as firm as faith to be written in this notebook, the requirent for the strength of conviction was still quite high.
At first sight of Selana, he was able to deduce her age because she was standing right in front of him, and her appearance and manners combined to form a strong enough inclination of conviction.
However, he was simply not familiar with the Progenitor of the Blood Clan, causing any related sentences he wrote down to fail to et the cognitive condition, yielding no results.
But it was different for Selana; she was a Bloodline Clan mber who had lived for over five hundred years, her cognition of the Progenitor would definitely be strong enough, far more appropriate than his.
Seeing Selana still hesitant, Fu Qian smiled faintly and turned his back towards her, looking at the corner of the room, indicating with his action for her to do as she pleased.
Would she take it and run?
Fu Qian still believed in the Bloodline Clan’s innate pride; the more he left it undefended for her, the less likely it was that Selana could afford to just throw it away.
In fact, just a few seconds after he turned his back, an invisible tumult transmitted from behind, followed by Selana’s sowhat hurried breathing.
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