Fu Qian didn't know exactly how Yuan Shan had written up the report in the end.
But it was obvious she knew how to read the room. Once she confirmed everything was true, she quickly let Fu Qian leave.
"I keep my word. Everything I promised still stands."
She even made a point of emphasizing it to Fu Qian, with a frank generosity.
"Were you actually thinking of going back on your word?"
Fu Qian looked genuinely surprised.
"After all that effort I put in!"
"Is it all taken care of?"
When Fu Qian returned to Wen Li's mansion, she looked rather surprised.
Although she seemed a little puzzled that Fu Qian had come back from outside, Wen Li was clearly relieved.
"More or less."
Fu Qian gave a hum. Wen Li really had listened; judging by the look of things, she hadn't dared go over to his place at all.
Come to think of it, Wen Li had played a considerable part in what happened this time.
If she hadn't noticed something strange in Ariel's emotions, Fu Qian wouldn't have easily guessed at his unusual condition—or thought of reasoning with him.
As expected, an ability like that was often far more useful than a purely physical one!
After Ariel brought the information back, the Native Council would most likely react strongly.
Judging by what they'd done, helping people ascend to the "Pseudo-Demigod" state probably wasn't something the Chen Clan alone had been doing.
As for their motives, they might have been looking for test subjects, or hoping to control those clans—or both.
After Fu Qian's little act of playing at being a god, they should assume the Night Watchers had known about their actions for some time and hurry to cover their tracks.
As for launching a retaliation,