Fan Wubing grinned, raising his glass, "Then let’s not worry about it, you and I will just drink and enjoy the moon."
He wasn’t in a rush, but it was Wu Qianqiu who was getting anxious, with the biggest secret of Illusion Immortal Tower held in soone else’s hands, how could she not be?
Wu Qianqiu had no mood for drink and moon-gazing,
"Why don’t you just tell us what you want to do?"
"Hmm, why does it feel like our roles have reversed?" Fan Wubing propped his chin, scrutinizing Wu Qianqiu’s figure. She smiled and generously displayed herself. Then, he shook his head, "I don’t need you to do anything."
"Huh? What do you an?"
"As I said, I don’t care what Illusion Immortal Tower wants to do, or what Shangjing Immortal Dynasty will face. I only care whether my friend can enjoy their night."
"Don’t worry, our Taoxian understands girls very well."
After Wu Qianqiu finished speaking, she imdiately communicated with Taoxian in the nearby Peach Manor, instructing her to cheer up the little guest.
Fan Wubing laughed, "Well then, cheers."
Wu Qianqiu lost so of her previous composure; her smile wasn’t as perfect. She was itching to know what this Wu Wangxinger was plotting and how he found out Illusion Immortal Tower’s secret.
A drink, tastelessly downed.
After that, Fan Wubing and Wu Qianqiu chatted about trivial matters. Every ti Wu Qianqiu tried to touch on key issues, he would casually steer the conversation away, gradually making her restless. Not knowing his intent or stance, she hesitated to be too blunt.
The snacks were finished,
The fine wine was drained.
Wu Qianqiu found herself slightly tipsy, which was odd. Even if this wine was brewed at Fengdeng Tower, it wouldn’t have intoxicated with half a pot. Stranger still, the entire conversation seed to have been for naught, bringing no useful information, and she was completely led by the nose by the man in front of her.
Fan Wubing smiled, "I should be going."
Wu Qianqiu’s eyes were sowhat glazed as she bit her lip, resentfully saying, "Is the traveler really not going to do anything with ?"
Wu Qianqiu realized she couldn’t get a grasp on Fan Wubing at all.
To control soone, at least you should know what they want.
But this Wu Wangxinger, having blurted out Illusion Immortal Tower’s secret, engaged only in idle talk, drink, and moon-gazing, repeatedly going over trivial matters, skirting around truly important issues.
Yet here he was, having gotten her tipsy, now wanting to leave!
How is this different from a tease who, having set the stage and stirred emotions, just walks away?
Wu Qianqiu was greatly troubled, swaying as she sat beside Fan Wubing, intending to hold his hand, yet in just a blink, found him seated opposite once more. Her slightly flushed cheeks tightened a bit,
"Traveler?" Her eyes carried a hazy pink, her tone soft and coquettish like a pouting kitten.
Fan Wubing laughed and asked, "Are you wondering why you got drunk?"
Wu Qianqiu shyly replied, "It’s not the wine that gets you drunk but yourself."
Fan Wubing shook his head, "Because I added sothing to your drink."
Wu Qianqiu was startled, "What did you add?"
Fan Wubing pondered for a mont, "Knockout Drug."
"Ah?!" Suddenly, Wu Qianqiu felt imnsely dizzy, her consciousness growing heavier. Before passing out, her eyes were as resentful as an old monster shut away for thousands of years, "If the traveler indeed wants pleasure, just say so, why go this way, or does the traveler... enjoy this?"
Looking at Fan Wubing’s smiling face, Wu Qianqiu fainted.
Fan Wubing shook his head, muttering to himself, "You showed your weakness."
He hadn’t added any knockout drug, just used Enchanting Demon Dao to guide Wu Qianqiu into a slumber step by step. She wasn’t truly drunk, it was a suggestion-induced illusion tricking her into believing she was. Suggestion is harder to guard against than directly altering cognition.
If Wu Qianqiu had been more vigilant, she wouldn’t have "drunk" so easily.
But she was too eager to know how Fan Wubing found out about Illusion Immortal Tower’s secret, so she wasn’t as wary.
"Enchanting Demon Dao is truly sothing... Charm Demon Lord indeed wasted it."
He then lightly touched his finger to Wu Qianqiu’s forehead, intending to further explore the secrets of Illusion Immortal Tower.
Illusion Immortal Tower holds sothing that can disturb the Immortal Dynasty’s fate,
This was what Fan Wubing unexpectedly learned while using the Supre Dharma Orbiting Device to analyze Shangjing Immortal Dynasty’s fate, but the specifics were untraceable. The Supre Dharma Orbiting Device can only provide traces of fate, not glimpse the true destiny.
Thus, Fan Wubing ca to follow the traces captured by the Supre Dharma Orbiting Device to explore further.
The power of "Furnace of Heart" penetrated Wu Qianqiu’s Purple Mansion, intent on exploring her mories.
But the instant he entered, he imdiately felt a will attacking him.
Without hesitation, he retreated and activated the Supre Dharma Orbiting Device to erase his traces.
"There’s a counter-surveillance thod? However, this doesn’t seem like sothing Wu Qianqiu would have." Fan Wubing thought, "The backer behind Illusion Immortal Tower is Heaven and Earth Bank. Maybe it’s sothing left by soone from the bank in her Purple Mansion."
Fan Wubing refrained from acting recklessly.
He refrained from revealing himself just to uncover this secret.
Casually, he conjured a Qi chanism Bed, placing Wu Qianqiu on it before leaving.
Soon after he left,
a young woman with gentle features and graceful deanor erged onto the terrace from the room.
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