Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 483: President Fu Is Not Happy

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: President Fu Is Not Happy

Fu Shiyan glanced at Duan Jianchuan, "What do you want to say?"

Duan Jianchuan pondered for a moment, knowing that his third brother must fancy the Abbot, he carefully said, "Just now in the cafe, didn’t you find the words the Abbot said very strange?"

He always felt that Jiangli’s words had implications, and it reminded him that Jiangli seemed to be an orphan?

He had secretly investigated Jiaoyang Temple’s information.

The publicly available information indicated that Jiangli was an orphan adopted by the former Abbot, but his careful investigation revealed that Jiangli seemed to have appeared out of nowhere at Jiaoyang Temple.

She had never appeared at Jiaoyang Temple before two weeks ago.

Considering Jiangli’s question about the relationship between father and son, Duan Jianchuan couldn’t help but think of Jiangli’s origin.

"You checked her." Fu Shiyan stopped, using a declarative sentence, his face expressionless and his eyes equally impassive.

Duan Jianchuan didn’t know if he was angry, and explained, "Her appearance was too strange, I was worried about your safety."

"If there’s a next time, you don’t have to follow me anymore."

Fu Shiyan gave him a cold glance, turned around, and left, ignoring Duan Jianchuan’s topic.

However, it was obvious from all angles that he was protective of Jiangli.

Duan Jianchuan frowned slightly but knew it was no longer appropriate to bring up this matter.

He turned his head to glance in the direction of Jiangli’s room.

Inside the room.

Jiangli hugged a lucky cat, sitting on the bed and stroking the lucky cat.

There was a faint trace of her spiritual energy on it.

Not much, relatively weak.

As if it had rubbed off from somewhere else.

Jiangli had thought that by finding the factory that made it, she could figure out where the spiritual energy had come from.

But now...

It was untraceable.

Jiangli absorbed the spiritual energy from the lucky cat back into herself, placed the lucky cat on the bedside table, and then took out an iron talisman.

This object also belonged to her, yet now it had appeared in H City.

Mu Dayang had told her that their sect had never been to F City.

That could only mean she had been to H City.

But that part of her memory, she couldn’t recall.

Jiangli’s face was slightly downcast, and she involuntarily stroked her chest, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Which part of her memory had she lost?

...

While Jiangli was struggling fruitlessly to remember, Meng Hongyao had already completed her checkup and boarded the airplane.

The task Meng Hongyao took on this time was assigned by the Unusual Affairs Management Office, an official task.

All expenses for the trip were reimbursable.

Thus, she had chosen to fly first class this time.

After the three of them sat down, the captain and the chief cabin attendant came over to greet them.

Meng Hongyao was accustomed to such interactions, casually greeted them, and then didn’t speak further, intending to rest once the plane took off.

However...

Just as she was reaching for her sleep mask, her pocket suddenly became burning hot.

Meng Hongyao furrowed her brow slightly, reached into her pocket, and pulled out the warning talisman Xun Tianhai had just given her.

The talisman was now burning hot, and upon closer inspection, the vermilion on it seemed to flicker with a faint red light.

Was this... a warning?

Meng Hongyao quickly scanned the surrounding area.

She saw a person standing not far from her, the airplane’s first officer, who was about to enter the cockpit.

He seemed to be in his forties, slightly overweight, with a sullen face, always drooping his head.

When he had come over to greet them just now, he had followed behind the captain.

Meng Hongyao had responded perfunctorily and hadn’t taken a close look.

But now, upon careful examination...

She could clearly see that the first officer’s forehead was darkened, his cheeks were marked with a white line across the ear, a sign of great misfortune.

And this man bore a fierce look, his gaze dark and sinking, always looking into the cockpit as if preparing to do something.

Meng Hongyao quickly turned her head to look at the others around her.

Aside from the crew from the Unusual Affairs Management, there were a few others in first class, all with an aura of death about them...

Which meant they were likely to die at the same time today.

Realizing this, Meng Hongyao felt a sinking feeling in her heart, suddenly understanding that all this must be related to that first officer!