Higher Animals (10)
"Interesting. Feels like it's my turn to expose the casino."
Ross clearly knew what he was looking at. Though he'd only caught a fleeting glimpse, he now understood Moglin's deferential attitude much better.
"Yeah. Looks like everyone's finally reached a consensus on how to communicate as equals."
Fu Qian, however, wasn't worried at all by what the other man had said. He nodded and sat down nearby.
"You two clearly aren't ordinary people. But did you really go looking for Shaman?"
Ross narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before asking.
"Normally, she should be coming to you for money, right? Of course, that's because she's busy counting it and doesn't have time."
Fu Qian offered a little clarification.
"Besides, we were originally looking for Alan."
"First Moglin, then Alan... You're really persistent about Midas."
Ross clearly knew about the list of lucky ones.
"Can I ask what you're looking for him for?"
"We only meant to have a chat at first. But during that conversation, my employer suddenly became interested in what you're doing."
Fu Qian gestured toward Yuan Shan. She realized they'd made progress and immediately played along with a cold snort, putting on an imposing air.
"Could you first explain why you had Shaman keep an eye on Alan?"
"Just a chat... That's a perfectly normal reason. In Night Holy Capital, at least half the people must have had the same idea by now."
Ross sighed at Fu Qian's explanation.
"As for why I had Shaman keep an eye on Alan, what do you think the reason is, Mr. Xun?"
"To see if anyone was paying too much attention to Midas?"
Fu Qian didn't even bother to deny it.
"As the last person to receive a share of Midas's good luck, he's undoubtedly