Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 487 - Two by Two Facing Each Other_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 487 Two by Two Facing Each Other_1

Chapter 487: Chapter 487 Two by Two Facing Each Other_1

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In fact, Brother Tyler from the Gulad family, who had come knocking, had a clear purpose in mind, and Fu Qian was aware of it.

If nothing went wrong, due to Gan Zuoxun’s matter, Huang Zhixun would have already left Shangjing, tail between his legs.

And as the behind-the-scenes instigator, the Gulad family’s dissatisfaction with him was a given.

But no matter how audacious they were, they wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him directly.

Seeking him out in this manner was nothing more than a probe and a demonstration of attitude, much like a “we have our eyes on you” kind of message.

Such measures were entirely routine and nothing out of the ordinary.

The odd part was that Tyler had obviously never intended to really sell the notebook to him, but he still laid such an item before him, even at the risk of exposing his ancestor’s shameful journal.

Without a doubt, this behavior was peculiar; its purpose could hardly be understood as simply finding a pretext to enter.

Therefore, Fu Qian’s understanding was that showing him the notebook was the purpose in itself.

So, although he didn’t know the specific use, Fu Qian had no intention of letting Tyler take it away so easily.

After all, the reputation of his bookstore had already reached its peak, and he didn’t need to worry about adding fuel to the fire.

On the other hand, he was indeed curious about the contents recorded in the notebook itself.

Your style…

After listening to Fu Qian’s words, Tyler’s body stiffened, indeed recalling the reckless style of the man before him.

It seemed that there was indeed little distance between not selling forcefully and buying forcefully.

The problem was that the notebook was an important item of the family, and he had only the right to keep and use it. How could he possibly leave it behind?

“Mr. Fang, regarding your actions, technically I could take any measure in response,” Tyler said.

At that moment, the Bloodline gentleman was truly frantic, and the undertone of threat in his voice was undisguised.

“Be my guest,” responded Fu Qian.

With a ding, Fu Qian casually flicked a coin into his hold.

“If you think the price is inappropriate, you can still file a complaint with the market supervision administration,” said Fu Qian.

“You…”

Tyler’s eyes were murderous, the knuckles pressing on the notebook white, and the atmosphere around them growing subtly darker, as if night were descending.

Unfortunately for Tyler, Fu Qian ignored his thunderous rage, pulling the notebook out and leaning back in his rocking chair.

Click!

With razor-sharp fingertips, Tyler pressed hard onto the counter, sinking into it as if it were tofu.

The quality is really not bad!

Fu Qian, however, was surprised by the notebook in his hand.

Having just pulled it from beneath Tyler’s claws, it hadn’t been left with a single mark.

It indeed seemed quite extraordinary.

Get out!

Tyler glared at Fu Qian’s head, his murderous intent almost tangible. Unfortunately, he ultimately didn’t have the courage to strike him down.

Right, in theory, the man before him was forcibly taking a precious item of his family, and it wouldn’t be excessive for him to lay hands on Fu Qian directly.

But that was just in theory.

The right to interpret all this lay with the Night Watchman.

And given the previous situation, Tyler had a pretty good idea of how the Night Watchman would interpret things.

Especially since he had mentioned wanting to sell the book upon entering.

Unless he invoked the full influence of his family, which would mean having to report the loss of the notebook.

Today’s actions, although instructed to test the waters, using the notebook had been his own idea.

No matter the outcome, being judged as incompetent was certain.

And that was absolutely unacceptable.

“Mr. Fang seems so keen to read it, then I shall let you borrow it for a few days,” Tyler relented.

With that thought, Tyler slowly withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

There was no need to rush. There would be plenty of opportunities to retrieve it.

The notebook wouldn’t suffer any damage anyway.

Better still if this gentleman would add some of his own information to it, making it all the easier to obtain.

“Wait a moment.”

Unexpectedly, Fu Qian’s voice came from behind him again.

“What now? Mr. Fang, you wouldn’t be thinking of keeping me as well, would you?” Tyler turned around, his tone and gaze icy cold.

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“Really terrible dialogue, are vampires all so narcissistic!”

Fu Qian shook his head in dismay and pointed at the hole in the shape of a finger on the counter.

“Small business here, please compensate for the loss.”

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For a few seconds, Tyler almost let his impulsiveness get the better of him.

But in the end, he trembled as he reached into his breast pocket and pulled out an exquisite wallet.

After dumping all the cash in it onto the counter, he refused to make any eye contact with Fu Qian and strode out the door.

The first bucket of gold in entrepreneurship often comes unexpectedly!

Opportunities always favor the prepared, and those dozens of pounds of self-help books were indeed not read for nothing.

Fu Qian clicked his tongue conspicuously and unceremoniously pocketed the money.

Considering his relationship with the Gulad Family, burying the hatchet with a smile was out of the question.

Luckily, fate was unkind to the family’s doorstep, and with someone like Tyler willingly offering gifts, how could he refuse?

Speaking of which, what was Tyler’s real purpose in wanting him to look at this notebook so badly?

Fu Qian caressed the black cover, which was already quite worn.

Considering the toughness of this object, it was hard to imagine what could have damaged it to this extent.

He intended to run his business quietly, but it seemed he still needed to go bother Chief Yuan.

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“Mr. Fang, long time no see—damn!”

Chief Yuan was still very professional today, but the moment she saw Fu Qian enter and pull out the notebook, she blurted out a curse.

“Stay away from me!”

She almost leaped from behind her office desk and stretched out her palm, signaling Fu Qian not to come any closer.

“As I thought.”

When Fu Qian stopped with a puzzled look on his face, Yuan Shan surveyed the notebook in his hands from a distance and took a deep breath.

“Where did you get this thing?”

“Bought it.”

“Bought it? You’re kidding me!”

Yuan Shan’s expression was as conflicted as it could get.

“This is a treasure of the Gulad Family. Even if they were crazy enough to want to sell it, they would never sell it to you.”

“Really bought it, one dollar.”

Fu Qian recounted how Tyler was financially strained and had to sell his family heirloom.

“You really are…”

After listening, Yuan Shan appeared to be at a loss for what expression to make.

“Also, that Tyler really is… I never thought the Abyssal Chronicle would end up in the hands of someone like him.”

“So can you tell me why you were so nervous just now? Is this thing really that scary?”

Fu Qian raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Shan was someone who’d seen the world, and her strong reaction to a mere Transcendent object was a bit odd.

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“Nervous, sure I was nervous, but it’s not fear, just a bit disgusted.”

“Do you know the special feature of the Abyssal Chronicle?”

“According to the seller, this object can identify the truth of the written content, and false content cannot be preserved on it.”

“You’re right about that, and he didn’t lie to you there.”

Yuan Shan exhaled.

“But have you ever thought about how it determines the truth of the content?”

How does it determine truth from falsehood?

A lightbulb went off in Fu Qian’s head as he guessed something.

“When you gaze into the Abyss, the Abyss gazes back at you, that’s actually why it’s named this way.”

Yuan Shan pointed out with her hand.

“The moment it identifies any content on it, it similarly identifies you.”

“After that, information related to you can be written on the notebook.”

“Note, not just by you, but anyone can do it, because you have been recorded by it.”