Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2308 Human Skin Mask
"Professor Viron."

Indeed, as Wenli had mentioned earlier, the old man who came down to greet them looked to be in good health.

Not only did he appear calm and resolute, but perhaps due to recent setbacks, even his innate pride seemed to have diminished somewhat.

I was deeply moved and realized that no matter what age you are, you should never give up on progress. I greeted him warmly.

In contrast, Wen Li, who was standing next to him, was much more serious and followed suit by bowing respectfully.

"Unfortunately, I wasn't here before. After I came back, Wenli told me that you went to my place yesterday. Is the situation with Linghui going well?"

Under the old man's scrutiny, Fu Qian then proceeded with great finesse, not beating around the bush, and directly stated his purpose to show goodwill.

After all, as the saying goes, harmony brings wealth, and my image here was not very good before.

Perhaps Mr. Viron was not one to easily show his emotions, but those who were paying attention to the conversation could still sense his wariness.

"It's not too bad... I have to thank Professor Fu. If it weren't for your reminder, Ling Hui would have really suffered a major setback this time."

After arriving at his door and speaking so earnestly, the old man nodded slightly and then even thanked him sincerely, displaying a rather magnanimous demeanor.

"We also want to thank you for your care, including Wenli."

When his gaze fell on Wen Li's face the next moment, Viron seemed quite pleased with the state of this rising star in the mental realm.

"You're too kind, it's all I should do."

Before Wenli, who was being cared for, could even speak, Fu Qian waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to take it to heart.

To be honest, this isn't the first time I've used similar terms to refer to Miss Wen, such as when I mentioned "daughter of an old friend" to Chief Yuan when I went to the capital.

And this time the effect was still remarkable. Mr. Veron spoke again after a meaningful two seconds.

"Please come with me, I have something I'd like to show you."

……

It's impossible not to have doubts.

He's getting on in years, and even though he spends most of his time on academics, he still has a good sense of human nature and social dynamics.

In Fu Qian's view, although he and Wen Li had superb acting skills and their various operations were all logical during this period, in the final analysis, the Linghui rookie was forced to stay in Tianqi and was quite comfortable there.

Even without evidence of their past relationship, the old man was probably still unsure whether Wen Li would be willing to return to the Ling Hui Yuan.

To be fair, no matter what choice Wenli makes, Linghui seems to have no right to criticize her.

It seems like resources were poured into helping her rise to the top in one step, but given what was revealed later, it's hard to say what would happen to Wen Li if she continued to stay in Linghui.

Even though everything seems normal at this moment, it is still difficult to judge whether there are any hidden dangers in that bizarrely conceived "victims" ritual.

From this perspective, Wen Li's attitude towards Ling Hui was already quite polite.

"Oh? Is it still Silei?"

Unfortunately, the two people who visited today are always good at hiding their emotions, and Mr. Veron was unable to gain anything from their reactions.

Before he finished speaking, he immediately got into the zone and became very curious about what he was talking about.

He even remembered the names of the victims from last time very clearly.

"It wasn't him. His condition was actually milder, and he's fine now."

For a moment, Viron also stopped paying attention to those details, and while leading the way, he shook his head and explained Silley's recent situation.

"After you left last time, we quickly used various methods to check on and stabilize his condition. It seemed he wasn't too badly affected... but we soon discovered a more troublesome situation."

A place I've never been before.

Not only are they arrogant to outsiders, but the sense of hierarchy within Spirit Ash is also part of the department's culture.

With Vilon leading the way, and given the turbulent times that have been happening lately, students and teachers alike gave way wherever they went, not even exchanging a glance.

However, this also shows that the situation mentioned earlier is under control, and everyone is clearly returning to normal operations, no longer gathering together for disinfection as before.

The more troublesome situation that Veron mentioned was clearly not located in the chandelier hall from last time.

After traversing a clearly unfamiliar area, they even turned their heads downwards.

Looking at the surrounding layout and decorations, it's quite similar to the starry sky in that hall, suggesting it was built around the same time and is a key area that isn't usually accessible.

It even seems to have a higher security level than the thing that lost to Apocalypse before.

"just in front."

After opening several doors, Fu Qian said he saw some familiar restrictions, somewhat similar to those that restricted the gatekeeper beast of the Bone Spirit Realm.

However, the scale is much more exaggerated, almost forming a matrix, and converging in a certain direction.

Unsurprisingly, Veron gestured in that direction.

As they walked towards the door, which resembled black wax, before they could even admire the interlocking circular patterns on it, the door was already opened from the inside.

"Professor Yang, you've worked hard."

Upon seeing the new faces, Fu Qian immediately greeted them.

The person behind the door was quite recognizable, and could be considered the most imposing of all the visitors, even though his expression was rather unpleasant at the moment.

Another demigod in the Columbarium, Professor Yang, is also a senior figure with a rather unpleasant temper.

However, the fact that a demigod would appear in such a guarded manner is enough to prove the "more troublesome" situation that old man Viron mentioned earlier.

"Professor Fu."

Unfortunately, Professor Yang's mental preparation was clearly not as good as Wei Long's. When Fu Qian greeted him with a thank you, he simply responded with a straight face.

"That's the one you were talking about?"

Fu Qian naturally didn't care about this. Without wasting any time, he gestured towards the door and got straight to business.

A windowless space, with interlocking metal rings, outlines the shape of an open cage, so that the people "imprisoned" inside can be clearly seen.

Indeed, a person sitting on the stool had his head down and did not react to the arrival of the crowd.

Judging from his clothes, there's reason to suspect he's Ling Hui's mentor, but his face is really unfamiliar—

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Just as Fu Qian was reviewing the comments, that somewhat abstract face was suddenly grabbed by a bloodstained hand.

You could clearly see the force used; before you could even imagine how painful it must have been, your face was ripped off cleanly, revealing the blood and bone underneath.

I have to say, this design looks quite familiar.

Although Fu Qian's gaze was more focused on his feet, where numerous similar human skin masks were crawling and climbing upwards, seemingly alive.

"Yes."

Viron, who was standing nearby, promptly expressed his approval.