Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Although she didn’t know that Benji, finding someone through her connections was far too simple for Lanaia.

And on the way there, she was somewhat silent.

The development of events was really quite weird, leaving her at a loss for how to react.

From the exchange between Fu Qian and Qiao Yanchuan just now, she could sense that something was off, as Fu Qian was clearly investigating something.

But at least from her perspective, there seemed to be nothing abnormal about Qiao Yanchuan.

If it had nothing to do with Transcendent powers, even if there was some dirty deed, Fu Qian was surely sticking his nose too far into it.

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“What Qiao Yanchuan said might not all be true.”

After thinking it over and still unable to understand, Lanaia finally sighed and said.

“I know.”

To her surprise, Fu Qian directly acknowledged her view with a response.

“You know?”

Now it was Lanaia’s turn to be shocked.

From some subtle expressions and movements of Qiao Yanchuan, she had a vague feeling that he might be hiding something, and it turned out Fu Qian had the same opinion.

So why did he let Qiao Yanchuan off so easily?

“Yeah, otherwise why would I plan to visit two people?”

Fu Qian revealed a meaningful look in his eyes.

“How could I make the mistake of thinking that by scaring someone, they would spill all their beans?”

“Old Master Qiao is an old fox. His courage might vary, but he is definitely slick. Unless you really hold a knife to his neck, he won’t be completely honest.”

“I was just too lazy to hassle him just now, after all, it’s such a waste of time.”

“So you’re visiting this Benji to see if there’s a conflict in what they’re saying? You had it all planned from the start.”

Lanaia’s eyes lit up, not realizing Fu Qian had already had plans.

“That’s right, but to tell you the truth, it’s not a very efficient method.”

Fu Qian nodded.

“The reason I chose this approach is because you’re with me.”

“…Well then, I really must apologize, what if I weren’t with you?”

Lanaia asked, not too pleased.

“Do I even need to say it? Of course, I would truly put the knife to Old Master Qiao’s neck.”

Fu Qian smiled faintly, everything seemed clear without saying more.

“…I am the head of the Punishment Department, you know.”

Lanaia’s face contorted for a moment before she finally squeezed out a sentence.

“Don’t worry, I’m always careful, I won’t add to your workload.”

…

Brother Benji’s home wasn’t far, and they had arrived at their destination during their conversation.

Compared to Old Master Qiao, this place didn’t have an air of tension and anxiety; everything appeared quite harmonious.

The other party was so composed that Fu Qian didn’t bother with pleasantries.

He stopped Lanaia, who wanted to go through the main entrance, and instead, he directly led her over the wall.

“Brother Benji is in good health, I trust.”

As if navigating through unoccupied territory, it didn’t take long for the two of them to find the lazily postured Long-haired Brother Benji.

Right now, he was gazing at a table full of delicious dishes with the same eyes one would use to look at a lover.

And when he saw the two uninvited guests, his reaction was quite calm.

“Welcome, welcome, it’s an utmost honor to have both professors come together.”

Indeed, like Old Master Qiao, he was also a well-informed individual!

Fu Qian wasn’t surprised and directly sat down opposite Benji, then glanced at the table and noticed that none of the dishes had been touched.

“Brother Benji doesn’t seem to have much of an appetite?”

“Actually, it’s quite alright.”

Benji still maintained that languid demeanor, as if nothing could stir a ripple in his heart.

“I’m just enjoying the delicacies!”

Hm?

This time even Lanaia couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

“The pleasure derived from gourmet food isn’t confined to just the moment it hits the tongue.”

The speaker was shaking his head while chuckling.

“How so?”

“Some things are hard to convey with words.”

Compared to Qiao Yanchuan, Benji’s posture was undoubtedly more adept as he confidently spoke to the two of them.

“What I can tell you is that fighting the desire to satisfy one’s appetite can also be filled with pleasure.”

“The pleasure of restraint, huh? Sounds pretty similar to your approach at the dance party.”

Fu Qian pondered thoughtfully.

You said the situation was urgent, didn’t you? Rushing here in a hurry, and now you start talking about this?

Seeing the two engaged in deep discussion, Lanaia was dumbfounded on the side.

“To be honest, there’s no essential difference.”

Benji looked at Fu Qian with a face full of admiration.

“In fact, the varieties of joy extend far beyond food and sex.”

“For example, both of you standing before me could snuff out my life with a mere flick of your fingers.”

“But after I restrain the fear this threat of death instills, it brings me quite the pleasure—”

What kind of twisted freaks are these!

As Benji got more excited the more he spoke, Lanaia just couldn’t listen any longer.

“We’re here on business.”

“Jia Yi’s matter, right? I regret his death, but I’m sorry, I can’t help.”

Faced with Lanaia’s stern expression, Benji smiled calmly, seeming to relish the sensation.

“Of course, I know you might not believe me, but you two can try to put some pressure on me, and my feelings will undoubtedly become even better.”

…

I didn’t expect this guy to be even more troublesome than Qiao Yanchuan!

Lanaia’s aura of menace was almost visible to the naked eye as it rose.

Today she encountered many vexing issues, and now she was forced to accompany Fu Qian on an investigation, only to meet two annoying guys, each more infuriating than the last.

This caused her mood to be quite unpleasant.

Unfortunately, facing the pressure from a Transcendent of the Middle Tier, Benji not only showed no fear but actually appeared to be enjoying himself, which made Lanaia’s veins pop with irritation.

The problem is, she couldn’t just slap this guy to death.

Lanaia gritted her teeth and looked towards Fu Qian.

It would be better to go trouble Qiao Yanchuan again than to waste time with this guy.

“Turns out you’re in luck; I’m always happy to help.”

Seeing the situation reach a stalemate, Fu Qian finally made a move.

He first glanced over the table.

“If I’m not mistaken, these are all your favorites, right?”

“Yes.”

Benji gazed around with a blissful expression.

“If not, the effect wouldn’t be as good.”

“So, which one here is your favorite?”

Fu Qian asked with a smile.

“The favorite? It would definitely be this.”

Benji pointed at a bowl of aromatic soup.

“It’s made from the nest of a special type of bird, a Transcendent creature. Although it might mean nothing to two professors like you, it took me a considerable amount of effort and money to get it.”

“Even so, there’s only enough to make two servings.”

As he said this, Benji seemed to realize something and looked at Fu Qian with amusement.

“You wouldn’t be thinking of shoving my head into it, would you? Honestly, it might not be too effective, because I know you wouldn’t kill me.”

“So shouldn’t it be ‘too effective,’ then?”

No sooner had Benji finished speaking than his head was immersed in the bowl by a movement from Fu Qian.

“In your favorite delicacy, restraining the fear of death is like flowers blooming on a pole, the ultimate ecstasy.”