Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1182 - 1180: Advanced Animals (Nine)

Chapter 1182: Chapter 1180: Advanced Animals (Nine)

"How did you know there was something off about Shaman?"

Outside the club, Chief Yuan brushed off her body, seemingly trying to dispel the hormones embedded in her high-end clothes.

For her, although the outside light was dimmer, it felt much more pleasant.

"After the initial fear, there seemed to be a slightly different kind of excitement."

Fu Qian shook his head at the side, sharing his observations.

"Compared to professional body control, her expression management was clearly a bit off."

"And realizing this discomfort, my first interpretation was that due to the unexpected, there was new under-the-table money involved."

"She couldn’t possibly have anticipated our arrival, so the focus must still be on Ah Lan as the client."

"And this slightly frail gentleman, his most special identity, should be the lucky winner from a week ago."

"A reasonable deduction."

Yuan Shan listened intently and nodded.

"For a gambler, Midas is a bit too generous, it’s hard to say that his actions are completely without special motives."

"Of course, this is just a speculation, we can’t be sure it’s related yet, are you sure we shouldn’t update Henry with the conclusion that we are leaving without taking someone?"

She blinked at Fu Qian.

"That doesn’t seem like an observer’s attitude."

Fu Qian looked surprised.

"We’re already at the level of collaborating in deception, huh?"

"Who makes that guy come up with such bizarre ideas, making me run around all night."

Chief Yuan replied without a shred of guilt.

"I can’t wait to go back and change my clothes."

"I understand how you feel."

To that comment, Fu Qian didn’t seem surprised.

"So let’s hurry and go talk to Ross."

"I’ll lead the way."

Fu Qian didn’t accept the straightforward conclusion, Yuan Shan sighed, but wasn’t too surprised.

...

What Fu Qian said was indeed the truth.

About whether Ross was related to Midas, he too just deduced a possibility.

Shaman, after all, just made some extra money and clearly didn’t know much.

With Ah Lan holding what she herself gave, it definitely was ample.

Under both rewards and threats, in her style, the likelihood of her hiding anything was very minimal.

Of course, he had ways to verify this point.

If it was not for Chief Yuan being around, using Clear Dream Ring to directly ask would be a lot easier, even without spending money.

However, considering her perception, that kind of tactic which looks like a mastermind behind the scenes, Fu Qian decided to reserve it for now.

As for Yuan Shan’s suggestion, it wasn’t a bad idea to consider, at least as a way to indirectly probe Old Master Henry.

But for him, the nature of this issue has somewhat changed now.

After all this time, his curiosity about that ordinary man whom not even Divine Envoy has seen, has indeed increased.

...

"This is the place."

The address provided by Shaman turned out to be a hotel room.

Even the casino where both had visited is in this hotel.

And even without entering through the main door, both, led by Yuan Shan, directly sneaked in, only to find...

"It seems no one is here."

Looking at the tightly closed door, Yuan Shan frowned slightly.

For her and Fu Qian, at this distance there was no need to open the door to check.

"Casino?"

"Probably."

Yuan Shan seemed a bit disheartened, the situation wasn’t too unexpected, but obviously made their direct approach seem a bit foolish.

"Let’s check it out then."

Fu Qian appeared eager, rubbing his hands together.

"Just when I’m on a winning streak."

...

As it turned out, Mogrim truly acted with moderation.

The two who revisited the casino were not obstructed in any manner.

Mogrim evidently did not share his ordeal with anyone.

At first glance, it might seem overly weak, but upon careful thought, it’s clear that this was a wise decision.

Two desperados who managed to smuggle weapons into the casino, posing a lethal threat once again, likely had a higher chance than getting caught.

All the chips were lost, and clearly, Mogrim did not wish to make more sacrifices for this.

Unfortunately, such an appropriate reaction did not seem to be appreciated by the parties involved.

Facing Fu Qian again, Mogrim’s face even turned a shade of green.

"Quite the lucky streak, eh!"

Fu Qian, seemingly blind to the disdain, smiled and glanced down at the table.

In just that brief moment, a substantial number of chips had accumulated in front of him.

"You two..."

Clearly, the gambler was agitated.

Mogrim was clutching the gambling table, clearly no longer interested in offering another round of drinks.

"Do you know someone named Ross?"

Unfortunately, this heavily brewing emotion was completely ignored by Fu Qian.

Making a joke, with so many people in the casino, was he really going to search one by one?

With someone so experienced present, how could he not consult?

"Ross?"

The other party seemed not to be there to rob... After hesitantly asking another question, without waiting for a response, Mogrim quickly answered.

"I indeed know one, and I even saw him just now."

Pointing in a certain direction, Mogrim’s slightly nervous expression was followed by the strange pair walking directly away.

...

"Ross?"

Not long after, a voice suddenly emerged from behind someone seated at a machine.

"Oh?"

The blond young man didn’t turn his head, cautiously pulling down the lever.

"Did Mogrim send you to find me?"

He didn’t deny his identity, even directly showing that he was aware of the surroundings.

"No."

However, the voice behind him gave a negative answer.

...

This was clearly beyond Ross’s expectations, yet he didn’t turn around immediately, only sighing and turning after the screen’s images had halted.

"It seems I do not recognize you two."

His expression was quite natural as he looked at Fu Qian who had just spoken.

"Xun, we came from Shaman."

The latter, wearing an appreciative smile, said cheerfully.

...

Clearly, this sentence made Ross think too much, to the extent that he even forgot to chew the snack in his mouth momentarily.

"I am looking for Midas."

Fu Qian, seemingly very trusting of the other’s intellect, continued speaking.

"You’re seeking that legendary Lucky Angel? Unfortunately, I might have to disappoint you."

Ross certainly did not continue to be distracted, shaking his head as he came to a sudden realization.

However, his gaze then fixated on the other’s hand, instinctively touching his pocket.

The uninvited guest who claimed to be Xun, was holding a light yellow post-it note between his fingers.

"It’s a pleasure to see that what’s written here isn’t the daily financial earnings."

Fu Qian sighed, carefully reading the contents of the note.

"Apparently for you, the casino’s shift patterns are more interesting than wins and losses."

"I like to draw and write when I’m bored."

Ross remained quite composed.

"Are you planning to expose me to the casino?"

"No, we’re looking for Midas."

Fu Qian slightly turned his body, exposing the armament at his waist for the third time.