Chapter 1578: Chapter 1573: Workshop (10)

"A very outstanding young man, including his appearance."

It was clear that Miss Yingzhu noticed Fu Qian’s actions. Her eyes slightly narrowed, showing no disguise in her admiration for the person behind the name.

"Rare sensitivity and honesty. She chose to give an answer after just three hours in this room."

"Moreover, we are very sure that Sophia is her real name..."

At the same time, Brother Oz chimed in as well.

"Perhaps her previous efficiency cannot be compared to yours, but when signing the register, her actions seemed a bit faster."

"She seems to have considerable determination about bidding farewell to the past and facing her impending destiny."

Regardless of who was speaking, their words were evidently not too polite.

As if wounded all the way by the edgy youthful vibe emanating from Fu Qian, the accumulated resentment finally found a small outlet.

"Really?"

But as said before, they had no idea about the true level of edginess.

With a cold smile, Fu Qian not only did not rush to write in retaliation for being outdone by a girl, he even threw the pen handed by Oz onto the register.

"Then I’m curious what this so honest girl thinks about the farce you’ve orchestrated?"

...Farce?

"What do you mean?"

"You better make it clear..."

The situation became turbulent again, and compared to before, Fu Qian’s increasingly blunt words made Yingzhu and the others’ faces suddenly change.

"Hehe... make it clear."

"Do you know what I’ve never been able to understand about most people?"

Unfortunately, this pressure had no effect on Fu Qian.

Shaking his head, his tone was undisguisedly disappointed.

"Clearly with things placed right in front of them, they insist on covering their eyes, waiting for someone to tell them."

"From the beginning to now, I am quite clear on the purpose of this so-called series of tests and pretenses."

"The Night Watchman indeed brings trouble, so employing some trickery as a disguise is not surprising."

"But up until now, seeing that the same item is still being used, I know someone has lost sight of the bigger picture, turning a noble mission into a farce."

"Before you refute, can you tell me what the significance of this object is? Besides being a continuation of the previous clown-like behavior?"

"I accepted that key, but I was never here to play house with you."

Fu Qian gestured towards the register in front of him with his gaze.

"Entering the Workshop... obtaining my powers, and never evading the destiny behind it, that is my sole purpose."

...

When Li Gui meets Li Kui, it’s always a matter of time before the pretense is exposed.

With a calm tone and expression that was not overly serious, the more it was like this, the more it seemed to convey the speaker’s inner determination.

Just after Oz and the others experienced what the true spirit of edginess was, Fu Qian unapologetically conducted another advanced lesson for them.

Of course, the reason for doing this wasn’t because he judged the risk of signing to be too high, deliberately avoiding it.

Although it looked sophisticated, this register was indeed just an ordinary item, which Fu Qian was confident about.

Moreover, judging by Oz and the others’ reactions, even if he really wrote "Ring Lord" on it, it probably wouldn’t matter.

And yet, even with that, he still refused to sign for one reason alone — the lack of risk means it’s meaningless to do so, purely an inertia of edginess disguise.

And someone who always dislikes engaging in boring behavior decided to take a different path to develop its meaning.

Such as expressing a stance of having enough of the formalities through refusal, urging a bit more progress.

Although he usually adapts to local customs, now that it could almost be confirmed to be the Sage and his team’s handiwork, Fu Qian didn’t mind appropriately leading the rhythm, adding some speed.

After all, this group of people are excessively cautious, it’s hard to know if they won’t waste more time subsequently.

It would be too much to hold a welcome party or something like that after signing.

"Only those who leave their names on it are allowed to enter the Workshop."

Under such a shock, Miss Yingzhu did not make a sound, and only Oz spoke coldly.

"However, considering your previous performance, I can’t completely rule out that after doing that, you’ll suddenly pull out a whistle and streamers, shouting ’Fooled you.’"

Fu Qian wasn’t buying it, smiling with no warmth at all.

"If you distrust us so much, you can surely leave."

Apparently not expecting such difficulty, Miss Yingzhu couldn’t help but take a tougher stance.

"There’s a problem with that logic. I just don’t trust you, but I’ve never doubted the call of destiny."

Even when facing an eviction order, Fu Qian didn’t even blink, additionally giving a lesson on what logical thinking means.

To be honest, his earlier deduction process wasn’t that logical either, even Yingzhu and the others could probably feel it.

Little did they know that was exactly the intended effect.

After all, edgy youth, seemingly plausible grand theories flow smoothly, but if the logical ability is too professional, it could easily scare people.

"Oz..."

It seemed that Miss Yingzhu indeed wasn’t frightened.

This overly tense standoff persisted for about ten seconds before she suddenly signaled Oz.

"Take this Ring Lord to the Workshop."

"But..."

The latter was indeed a bit hesitant.

"I’ll accompany as well."

...

See, formalities can indeed be discarded.

Upon realizing that Miss Yingzhu, after some thinking, didn’t even glance at the register there, Fu Qian was quite satisfied with this progress.

It was clearly not an ordinary talent recruitment.

Of course, following along expressionless, Fu Qian continued to offer his remarks internally.

Besides speeding things up, refusing to sign had another meaning — such outrageous behavior, such an unstable factor, yet still being accepted rather than decisively abandoned.

It’s hard to say whether it necessarily relates to his true purpose of Vacuum Flower, but the urgency of the forces behind it can be felt.

Things were starting to get interesting.

Of course, Miss Yingzhu should be glad she ultimately chose acceptance — because the alternative choice was being forced to accept.

"Thank you for your effort."

Sitting together in the back seat, Fu Qian turned his head to glance at the guide, becoming polite in just a second.

"How can a farce be tiring."

Unfortunately, the other seemed not to be completely without hard feelings.

Without even glancing here, the next moment Miss Yingzhu unfolded her palm and surprisingly took out a silver-sand-colored box.

Pristine and intricately decorated, although not large, it still conveyed a sense of preciousness.

But of course, that’s not the most important thing.

Without hesitation, Miss Yingzhu almost instantly opened it.

In the next moment, hundreds or even thousands of shining fireflies swarmed into Fu Qian’s view.

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