That Made Perfect Sense
Qingque turned around and walked towards the gate of the Divination Commission.
In Fu Xuan's view, Qingque's steps were heavy at this moment, and her whole body had a tragic feeling of having to temporarily part with her beloved job.
However, Fu Xuan knew that this was just a facade put on by Qingque. He was joking. For Qingque, the ultimate slacker, being able to go out on fieldwork during work hours without having to sit at his desk was simply a pleasant surprise.
Just as Fu Xuan had expected, Qingque had her back to Fu Xuan, and her demeanor was completely different from her posture.
The solemn pretense crumbled the moment he turned around, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards.
Paid time off! And it's fieldwork too!
This means that she can not only leave this mountain of documents openly and legitimately, but also see Bai Luoming!
"It really is the Reignbow Arbiter's intervention! Thank you, Reignbow Arbiter, "Qingque thought to herself.
However, before Qingque could take a few steps, she heard Fu Xuan's voice behind her.
"Qingque."
Hearing Fu Xuan call her name from behind, Qingque Que froze. The upturned corners of her mouth were quickly suppressed, and Qingque swiftly switched to the demeanor of a hardworking and dutiful employee of the Divination Commission.
Qingque slowly turned around, a perfectly measured expression of respect on her face.
"Lord Diviner."
Fu Xuan was secretly pleased with her attitude. It seemed that although this girl was lazy, she could still be relied upon when it came to matters of principle.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Fu Xuan's voice was devoid of emotion. "I have important matters to discuss with you."
On the surface, Qingque remained calm, but inwardly she was cursing. "My goodness, what could be more important than quickly dumping all this work on some unlucky colleague? What if you change your mind if I don't leave now?"
She thought this to herself, but spoke with utmost sincerity, "Please speak, Your Lord Diviner, I am all ears."
Fu Xuan didn't waste any more words. He stepped aside, revealing a peculiar creation behind him.
"This item is a creation of the Artisanship Commission Department, named 'Diting,' adept at tracking auras. Take it with you and find the Stellaron Hunters Kafka as soon as possible, and bring her back."
Qingque's gaze fell on the artifact of skill in front of her. She had known about the existence of Diting for a long time, and had even played with it quite a few times, but now she still had to pretend that she did not recognize it.
"Yes!"
Qingque loudly accepted the order, and this time, she didn't give Fu Xuan any chance to speak.
As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed forward, took the control jade token from Fu Xuan, and then turned and rushed towards the door, afraid that Fu Xuan would cause any more trouble.
Fu Xuan watched her retreating figure, his eyes twitching slightly.
This guy, in order to avoid going to work, is now too lazy to even act anymore.
She shook her head helplessly, then followed with Diting. The girl only took a jade pendant and left; Diting didn't take any and she didn't know what it was controlling.
Qingque practically fled from Fu Xuan, watching the gates of the Divination Commission's Office draw ever closer, feeling herself getting closer and closer to freedom.
However, as soon as she stepped out the door, she discovered a figure even more troublesome than Fu Xuan —it was Yaoguang.
At this moment, Yaoguang was leaning against a pillar, arms crossed, talking with great interest to the others, including March 7th.
Qingque looked at Yaoguang and subconsciously shrank her neck, but still gritted her teeth and walked over reluctantly.
"Qingque!"
On March 7th, the first person to see her waved enthusiastically and ran to greet her.
She leaned close to Qingque's ear, lowered her voice, and asked with a hint of gossip and concern, "How did it go? Did Master Diviner Fu give you a hard time for skipping work to play cards last night?"
"I'm incredibly lucky, Lord Diviner is so magnanimous, he's let me go," Qingque said, patting her chest.
"That's good!" March 7th breathed a sigh of relief, then added with a grin, "Then it's settled, the dinner you promised last night still stands. Once this is all over, I'll definitely treat you to a big meal!"
"Oh?" Xing chimed in, joining their conversation. "Little March is treating? Qingque, this is a golden opportunity! You'd better seize it and rip her off! Don't hold back!"
On March 7th, in a fit of anger, she pinched Xing's waist. Xing laughed and dodged, and the two of them started playfully bickering.
Good morning, Qingque.
A gentle voice came from above. Qingque looked up and met Bai Luoming's smiling eyes.
Qingque's heart skipped a beat, and the scene at the mahjong table last night flashed before her eyes again. She looked at Bai Luoming, her eyes lit up, and her right hand unconsciously rose up, making a motion as if she were to pick up a card from the table and then push it away suddenly.
Qingque's meaning was quite clear: Let's have another match next time.
Bai Luoming understood her gesture and nodded with a smile.
Qingque's familiar interactions with the others were not missed by Yaoguang, who was not far away.
She now felt a little sorry for her junior sister.
Yaoguang roughly guessed why Fu Xuan suddenly "generously" gave up after the argument, and instead sent Qingque, who seemed to be the least likely candidate.
She probably felt that Qingque posed no threat, thinking that if she couldn't have her, then no one else could either.
Despite all her calculations, Junior Sister never anticipated that Qingque harbored ill intentions.
This isn't just sending in a spy; it's practically handing a little fox to the henhouse and expecting it to guard the gate.
This is getting more and more interesting...
Yaoguang's smile grew increasingly mocking; she was now quite curious about Fu Xuan's expression when he found out.
Just then, Fu Xuan, accompanied by Diting, walked out of the gate, interrupting everyone's chatter.
Seeing Qingque standing with the others, she adopted the airs of a diviner and gave Qingque a few words of advice.
"Be extremely careful on this journey. The mission must be the top priority; there must be no mistakes."
After Fu Xuan finished speaking, he handed the Diting to Qingque and asked her to accept it.
Qingque took Diting from Fu Xuan's hand, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon.
She hastily cupped her hands in farewell to Fu Xuan and Yaoguang, then immediately called to the rest of the Astral Express Crew.
"Let's go! Let's hurry up and get out of here so we can catch them and finish our work as soon as possible!"
Holding Diting in one arm, she led the group hurriedly toward Returnstar Harbor.
Watching the group's figures disappear quickly into the distance, Yaoguang turned around and looked at Fu Xuan beside him.
She shook her head, her tone carrying a hint of undisguised teasing.
"Junior sister," she said, "You really are good at recognizing and utilizing talent."
After saying that, Yaoguang ignored Fu Xuan's reaction, chuckled, straightened his clothes, and strode away from the Divination Commission.
Fu Xuan was left alone on the spot, his brows furrowed.
Knowing people and assigning them appropriate roles?
Why does it sound so off coming from Yaoguang's mouth?
Fu Xuan couldn't figure it out, and she was too lazy to think about it anymore; she had more important things to do right now.
She cleared her mind of the jumbled thoughts, turned her gaze to the direction Qingque had left in, and quietly followed after her in a flash.
As a supervisor, it's perfectly reasonable for her to worry about her subordinates' task completion and personally follow up to understand the situation, right?
Right behind Fu Xuan, Yaoguang had just strode away, had quietly followed Fu Xuan.
Kafka is, after all, a ruthless Stellaron Hunters. As her senior, it's reasonable for her to worry that her junior sister wouldn't be able to handle Kafka and to personally follow up and protect her, right?