Eldritch Horror Theatre

This place really loved its thunderstorms. Could that be why Inviolable had such a taboo?

By now, triggering the Calamity Eyes was seamless for Fu Qian, even if the exact manifestation remained highly random.

Naturally, he was the one behind the sudden disturbance.

Anyone would be filled with righteous indignation seeing an elderly man, still humbly seeking knowledge despite his age, so unreasonably turned away at the door.

Although the Old Man had kept his true name a secret, how could Fu Qian hold that against him? The promise the old man received had always been genuine.

In this era of openness, such self-isolating arrogance had to be dealt some Chastisement.

What Fu Qian did was quite simple: he targeted the ancient building directly and activated the Tyrant's Calamity Power.

In all fairness, the building was quite sturdy. It even had a visible lightning rod.

It was just a pity that the manifestation of calamity this time clearly exceeded mundane limits.

In the face of this transcendent power—which even ordinary people could faintly sense—such trivial safety measures were completely useless.

The private club instantly received enlightenment, displaying a much more open and inclusive attitude.

Though whether inside or out, the people didn't seem quite able to adapt to this drastic leap forward just yet.

The building was still tottering. The gatekeeper who had just been politely turning the Old Man away was now in a near-petrified state.

Sanhao, who had been facing him through the window, didn't even have time to feel any gratification before he stiffly turned his head to look back.

"Are you ready to bear all the consequences of opening the box...?"

The words he had heard before making his decision now echoed deafeningly in his ears.

Meanwhile, the mysterious "Lao Wang" was still sitting among the crowd of onlookers. Not only did he show no sign of surprise, but he brazenly raised his glass in this direction.

...

Crash!

Unfortunately, there was no time for Sanhao to reflect.

Amid the crash, multiple people sprinted out from inside the building. The door had been violently shoved open.

Although it was still early in the day, the club was clearly quite lively.

They were all men, and their appearances were perfectly decent; there was no unseemly dishevelment.

Joining the gatekeeper, the men who had rushed out instantly formed a tight circle around Old Man Sanhao.

It was a very normal reaction. Even if there was no evidence that the sudden lightning strike was connected to the man in front of them, the timing was far too coincidental.

"I don't know what happened."

Faced with their aggressive posture, Old Man Sanhao was forced to turn back around, observing them as he explained.

He was someone from the transcendent realm, after all. Confronted with this abnormal situation, he managed to calm down quite rapidly.

Furthermore, he didn't immediately sell out the master who had guided him. He even tried his best to ensure no one noticed he had just been looking back.

It wasn't necessarily out of loyalty. On one hand, this "Lao Wang" was truly bizarre and unfathomable; combined with his prophet-like display earlier, even if Sanhao wanted to go about diverting trouble onto others, he had to weigh the consequences first.

On the other hand, if it wasn't prophecy but some sort of prank, that would be even more terrifying. If the other party had summoned that lightning, didn't that mean a bolt could strike him right on the head at any moment?

If only for his own personal safety, it was best to wait and see.

Besides, no matter what, his immediate goal had already been achieved.

Empathizing with Old Man Sanhao's inner thoughts, Fu Qian was very pleased to see that a conflict didn't break out over there.

Not only that, but in the face of the Old Man's self-defense, the gentlemen who had rushed out exchanged glances and didn't even question him. Instead, they made a gesture resembling an invitation.

Naturally, they didn't return to the dilapidated building. Guided by one of the men, they piled into a car and sped away, leaving only the gatekeeper behind to handle the aftermath.

Right before leaving, Old Man Sanhao shot a clear glance in this direction.

Unfortunately for him, he gained nothing special from it. "Lao Wang" remained seated exactly where he was, looking for all the world like an otherworldly master who had just dispensed a destined opportunity.

...

This just went to show that calling the police was useless; their response time was truly less than ideal.

After helping the Old Man successfully slip his way in, Fu Qian didn't rush to follow. Instead, he ordered another flavor of the local folk beverage, maintaining his image as an otherworldly master.

Although no fire had broken out, the local police force eventually responded to such a massive disturbance.

A car perfectly suited for navigating these narrow alleys finally arrived long after the spectators had enjoyed the show, cordoning off the area that had been struck by lightning.

Of course, even this failed to dampen the crowd's enthusiasm.

The crowd didn't disperse. Amid the heated discussions, everyone actually seemed delighted to see such an accident occur.

It was evident from this that it wasn't just tourists who had a problem with them; the private club's conduct had likely built up resentment for a long time.

As for why he had done such an immensely satisfying thing?

Naturally, it was to help the Old Man find a way into Lanphilai's transcendent world.

And the results proved to be excellent.

The harmonious attitude that group of men had shown just now wasn't simply out of respect for the elderly.

Fu Qian knew perfectly well that two of those three men were transcendents.

Their Rank wasn't high, but it was enough to help them confirm that the Old Man was also a transcendent.

Everything was understood without being said. The Old Man had already taken a massive step forward on this trip.

As for why Fu Qian didn't rush to follow after confirming this wasn't an ordinary private club, but instead stayed behind to watch the show?

It was simple: he needed a big-picture view.

The Old Man's vision was limited to this, but as a professional, Fu Qian had always known there was another dimension to the transcendent world: the Night Watchers.

How could a disturbance like that not attract them?

Based on Fu Qian's long history of contact with them, there was a ninety percent chance that the figure who had mingled with the crowd of onlookers—arriving even earlier than the police—was a member of that premier violent organization.

At the same time, this overly cautious attitude of not rushing to take control of the situation offered a faint clue: the private club had already been under their special surveillance.

And if that was really the case, then this was an excellent point of entry.

Tourists, the club, local transcendents, police, and transcendent police—that bolt of lightning just now had been exceptionally sharp. It had carved a bloody cross-section straight through Lanphilai, exposing a whole slew of things.

Waiting this extra bit of time had not only allowed him to observe more, but it also meant he highly likely wouldn't miss out on anything—

Sure enough, a moment later, the spectating suspected Night Watcher showed no intention of making contact with the police and directly left the scene.

Fu Qian didn't stand on ceremony either. He finished the drink in his hand, stood up, and followed him.

Whether this person led him to Old Man Sanhao and his group or to something even more interesting, Fu Qian was confident he wouldn't be disappointed.

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