Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 311: Chapter 311 – Fool’s Cage (Part 5)_1

It was clear that the Magic Mirror had a misunderstanding about Fu Qian’s limits.

As soon as Fu Qian spoke, the already bloodied and indistinct reflection froze completely.

“Are you even human?”

The next moment, his exclamation was tinged with dryness.

“Of course, I’m human, but your imagination is as impoverished as a virgin’s wet dream,” Fu Qian sighed and shook his head.

He had wanted to learn something, but it turned out that pretty much any big move of his was more impactful than this. @@novelbin@@

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“What do you mean?”

Brother Magic Mirror was obviously confused.

“Emotions taken for granted piled up with overly simplistic fantasies; apart from admiring the joys of youth, there’s not a single place worthy of a good review,” Fu Qian retorted.

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“Anything else? If there’s no work to be done, just step down, it’ll save me some effort,” Fu Qian said as he flexed his wrists, eager to try.

“You’re… insane!” Brother Magic Mirror’s words were full of resentment.

However, it seemed Fu Qian’s guess was correct; that was all it had up its sleeves.

Aside from pulling a fast one at the door and then this formal Q&A trap.

Beyond that, there was no sign of physical attack, looking as though it couldn’t even muster the effort to smash him with broken glass even if it shattered into pieces.

“You have no idea what you’re up against!”

Even so, its threats continued unabated.

“I return that sentiment to you exactly as it is, and don’t try to stall for time,” Fu Qian glanced to the side.

“While flushing a toilet might take some effort, I’ve already checked the guest room’s food; in less than a minute, I could make something that visually mimics the real thing perfectly,” he quipped.

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As the reflection twisted for a moment, the images on the glass converged into a vortex and quickly vanished into the void.

Brother Magic Mirror was wise enough to know when to quit; seeing that the plan had failed, it left without a word.

What a pity!

Fu Qian watched as the reflection in the glass returned to normal.

For an enemy who posed no threat yet knew so much, if possible, he should have tried to extract more information.

But time was of the essence.

The Magic Mirror was obviously trying to trap him, and Violetta’s situation was hard to ascertain.

Click!

After checking carefully, Fu Qian turned the doorknob and opened the door.

The bizarre scene from before had disappeared, and the familiar corridor reappeared.

Without wasting any time, Fu Qian walked straight down the hallway.

Honestly, although there was no direct confrontation just then, the danger was quite real.

Apart from that childish visual shock, if he had fallen for either the door opening kill or the question trap, it would have likely been an instant death.

This seemingly fairy-tale-filled mission was far more dangerous than imagined.

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Violetta’s room wasn’t far, and Fu Qian arrived quickly at his destination.

“Who are you?”

As he arrived, a woman turned around to face him.

She appeared to be in her forties, wearing a standard dark blue uniform, looking demure and compliant.

From her attire to her demeanor, it was clear she worked for the hotel.

If that wasn’t enough, she was carrying a set of cleaning tools.

The housemaid, it seemed, had just come out from Violetta’s room and was looking at Fu Qian with a hint of wariness.

“This isn’t your room, is it? Please don’t disturb the other guests,” said the housemaid without waiting for Fu Qian to speak, positioning herself in front of the door with a hint of disdain on her face.

“If you don’t leave, I’ll report you to the hotel, and have you thrown out,” she threatened.

With that stance, she seemed to be taking him for a creep harassing young girls!

Fu Qian took a couple of steps forward, a smile on his face.

“Get lost!”

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“What did you say?”

The female janitor froze in confusion.

“I mean, you can roll away now and find someone from the hotel to kick me out.”

Fu Qian took another step forward, looking at the diligent employee.

“And I’ll be waiting right here.”

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“Why don’t you go? Afraid you’ll get into trouble yourself later?”

Watching the silent female janitor, Fu Qian snorted through his nose.

That earlier scene could certainly be interpreted as this woman just coming out of Violetta’s room and being extremely protective of her, not wanting anyone to bother her.

But at the same time, another possibility was that she wanted to go in but failed, and pretended to have just come out, attempting to drive him away first.

“What exactly do you want to do?”

At this moment, the devotion on the janitor’s face had disappeared, replaced by an undisguised ferocity.

Was it the same with the Magic Mirror earlier? Is intimidation a standard skill among the monsters in this mission?

Fu Qian complained inwardly.

“You seem to have a short memory, so I’ll say it again—if you don’t want to start trouble here, then get as far away as possible!”

“I’ll be waiting right here for you to call someone. I can even help you call, got it?”

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After he finished speaking, the janitor’s face turned beet red, and even beneath the thin layer of skin, muscles were eerily sliding, as if something was about to burst through.

However, faced with such a tense atmosphere, Fu Qian didn’t show the slightest fluctuation in emotion.

It wasn’t that he considered himself invincible; after all, he was currently just an ordinary person.

Mainly, Fu Qian believed this creature wouldn’t dare to make a move.

The janitor was clearly not a real employee, most likely in league with Brother Magic Mirror, trying to find Violetta.

Brother Magic Mirror was probably just trying to buy her time earlier, to prevent him from interfering.

Unfortunately, it seemed she hadn’t succeeded in tricking Violetta to open the door.

Even in such a circumstance, she still refrained from getting physical or smashing the door.

This indicated that if she started a fight here, the consequences might be too much for her to bear.

So although she used the threat of expulsion to intimidate him, the probability that she was more afraid of the hotel staff was actually greater.

The standoff continued for half a minute, finally ending with the janitor’s defeat.

After giving Fu Qian a fierce glare, she didn’t utter any harsh words, but quickly left along the corridor.

Thud, thud!

Watching her retreat until he was sure she had completely departed, Fu Qian finally raised his hand to knock on the door.

“Who is it?”

Violetta’s voice soon resonated from inside.

This unfortunate child, it seems she hadn’t been snatched away yet.

“Doctor!”

Fu Qian called out.

Click!

About five seconds later, the door cracked open.

Violetta’s somewhat wary little face peered out, seeming to breath a sigh of relief upon seeing Fu Qian.

“Did that person leave?”

She asked cautiously.

“Left, did she ask you to open the door for her before?”

Yes.

The young girl nodded while swinging the door fully open.

Fu Qian didn’t stand on ceremony and stepped right in.

“Then why didn’t you open it?”

“She came to capture me, I knew it,” Violetta stated with unusual certainty.

The kid was not so naive after all.

Fu Qian praised her in his mind but turned around to be taken aback.

On the long brown wooden table, various cakes and desserts were crammed together, nearly running out of space.