Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Ji Xun's reaction to Ye Dao's incident just now was reasonable, but in Fu Qian's opinion, it was still a little beyond the scope of watching his colleagues' excitement.

We don't rule out the possibility of interests being related. For example, Siren's previous actions were secretly supported by the Ji family?
The biggest benefit of upgrading an individual to an organization is that the thickness of one's skin can directly increase by one dimension.

Although there is tit-for-tat confrontation in the wasteland, it is normal for them to make peace when facing the same opponent.

Otherwise, it would be a bit too arrogant for Siren to go to Yasui's lair to tease him on his own.

Within three months, if it is true...

At this time, his words also made Ji Xun's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but look at Ji Tong.

The latter was obviously more mature and steady, so he didn't react much, but this scene had already fallen into Fuzen's eyes.

"Of course, you're not bad either."

Although he vaguely verified his guess, Fu Qian was not interested in paying too much attention. The next moment he changed the subject and spoke to Ji Ping.

"You seem to have improved more than just your rank. Let me see your real gains."

"What a gain..."

Unexpectedly, Fu Qian was so direct. Ji Ping visibly hesitated.

"What you got from the Native Council is enough to impress the Ji family."

But he was too lazy to deal with it before paying.

Native parliament?

However, this understatement immediately triggered a strong reaction again.

Compared to the Rebirth Club, this title is much more serious.

As one of the top forces, how could the Ji family not know that Ye Zhiren was looking for traces of this organization recently, and his attitude was quite determined.

So that demigod just now was...

Because of his previous performance, Fu Qian's words at this moment were undoubtedly more credible, and Ji Xun's face looked quite ugly for a moment.

"I didn't, how could I come into contact with the Native Parliament..."

As the person involved, Ji Ping never expected that such a change would occur after being tactful.

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, he quickly denied it.

"So you want to say that I asked someone to find you and ask you to come here to prove that I am a fake?"

I said oh and commented before paying.

It was obvious that no matter how Ji Ping explained it, this own mistake was an unavoidable obstacle.

"I did not mean that……"

After Ji Ping was unable to defend himself again, his expression struggled for a while, as if he was undergoing a fierce psychological struggle.

"In fact, I really don't know what kind of organization they are. I just vaguely guessed that they may not be from the club..."

Finally, the man gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind.

"After the incident in the Islands, I managed to escape, but I almost lost contact with the club."

"Including Mr. Lu, I always thought that you were no longer here..."

"It wasn't until a while ago that someone suddenly came to me on behalf of the club and told me that there was more progress in terms of limb replacement."

While speaking, Ji Ping slowly took off his right glove and spread it on the table.

There is a dry hole in the palm of the hand, and you can see the black and red flesh inside, like the eye socket of an eyeball that has been gouged out.

In fact that should be the case.

The last time we met, there was an eyeball inside that could help him perform pirated Ash Fall.

"What does that person look like?"

Seeing that he finally came on the road, Fu Qian's tone softened slightly.

"I don't know what she looks like."

Ji Ping shook his head simply.

"That person has a very miraculous ability. She is clearly standing in front of me, but as soon as she turns her head, I don't remember her appearance at all." "The only information I remember is that she is a woman, wearing a white uniform. shirt……"

That’s really the one!

Neferi, a name naturally came to mind.

It seems that this former dean of the Good Curse Academy is really the technical leader of the Native Council.

"and after?"

"Then she gave me a choice, gouge out the eyeballs here, and then..."

Ji Ping took off the other glove.

Inconsistent with his age, underneath the glove was a withered, old hand that was almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

"Take this hand."

"Of course, as mentioned before, I didn't trust them that much. I originally wanted to refuse, until she told me...this hand can allow me to master the real Ashfall."

Ji Ping took a long breath.

"For me, it was a no-no."

"And it turns out that what she said seems to be true."

"No need to be so modest. I believe the authenticity has been rigorously verified."

Fu Qian smiled coldly and looked at Ji Xun next to him.

"Am i right?"

Obviously, this is the real reason to convince Ji to cooperate.

A simple limb replacement wouldn't make it into a noble place, and Ji would most likely disdain it.

But what if there was a way to activate this bloodline power in family members who originally had no talent?

Ji Ping undoubtedly brought such a myth and withstood the test.

Otherwise, do you really think that to a behemoth like the Ji family, how much is the prodigal son of a good-for-nothing clan member worth when he comes back?

"Yes, that is indeed the real Ashfall."

At this moment of showdown, Mr. Ji Xun had no intention of hiding it and simply provided the identification results.

"It's hard to understand, but he did show this, and the value of this to the Ji family is, frankly speaking, far more than that of a demigod."

"Let me think about it, one of the props on display is the lady who likes to take walks at night?"

Fu Qian didn't look surprised at all and turned his attention to another topic.

"When Ji Xue's accident happened, we arrived at the same time as the gospel group that arrived."

Ji Xun glanced at Ji Liushuang slightly cautiously.

"Then we found the ashfall turned on and she passed out inside."

"I just wanted to share my joy, but she couldn't accept it and fainted without understanding the situation..."

Ji Ping admitted this and tried to downplay the nature of the matter.

"I understand, not returning home is like walking in brocade at night, especially when showing it off in front of friends who are not rich yet."

There was no expression on Ji Liushuang's face in his field of vision. Fu Qian nodded with a very understanding tone.

"Now that we know the backstory, we can show it?"

"Okay, actually I have always had reservations about them. I have never betrayed the club's key information. It's really great to meet you this time..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. Ji Ping seemed to be aware of the impatience beneath the mask, and glanced at Ji Xun inquiringly, who nodded.

It was obvious that Ji was not willing to give up this miracle easily.

Ji Ping took a deep breath, the black and white gray quickly spread from the withered hand, covering the entire room.

This should be it.

The next moment, Fu Qian, who was inside, nodded with satisfaction.