Eldritch Horror Theatre

"I'm not interested..."

As soon as Fu Qian spoke, not only did Julie's eyes widen as she looked over, but Jose, who had just been speaking, was also left momentarily dumbfounded.

'Of course I know not everyone who attends these gatherings is here to appreciate art, but aren't you being a bit too blunt?'

"Mister Zha is truly honest."

After exchanging a glance with the people beside him, Jose gave a dry cough.

"But pardon my bluntness. If you have no interest in art, why attend this event at all?"

"To put it plainly, this is just a small gathering for enthusiasts. It might not be the ideal social venue you were imagining."

He deliberately emphasized those last few words.

The surrounding crowd, who had already been observing in secret, now had the perfect excuse to watch openly. All eyes turned toward them in unison.

"Isn't your imagination working a little too hard? I am, of course, also here to look for fellow enthusiasts."

Accused of having ulterior motives by Jose, Fu Qian's expression did not change in the slightest.

"If I remember correctly, this is a cultural and art salon. I merely have no interest in art."

Fu Qian pointed toward the ceiling.

"I happen to be a history and astronomy enthusiast."

"Or are those two subjects excluded from the realm of culture here?"

"...I was being narrow-minded."

Never expecting such an answer, Jose stared at him for a long moment before finally nodding.

"Speaking of which, since Mister Zha is an astronomy enthusiast, I wonder what you make of the celestial anomaly from two days ago?"

"It has been a topic of heated discussion over the past couple of days."

'He's being far too cooperative!'

Faced with Jose's question, Fu Qian maintained a blank expression, but inwardly, he was thrilled.

This man was clearly unwilling to let the matter drop, pushing the boat along with the current by using Fu Qian's own excuse against him.

Fortunately, that had been Fu Qian's goal all along.

"You've asked the right person."

Fu Qian pointed at himself, speaking with the dramatic flair of someone about to transform.

"I actually know a thing or two about it."

"Oh? Then what exactly happened?"

Although Fu Qian wasn't as flustered as he had anticipated, Jose obviously wasn't the type to give up easily and immediately pressed the issue.

"It's simple. Since everyone has been discussing it so passionately, you should all be quite clear about the anomaly itself."

"Do you recall that when the sun suddenly darkened, a pale blue Dark Moon appeared beside it?"

...

"That is true."

This time, before Jose could reply, a friend of his chimed in first, indirectly confirming that they had indeed been debating the matter extensively.

"And judging by both its position and appearance, we could be certain it wasn't the moon we normally see."

"Exactly. Logically speaking, the moon couldn't possibly appear in that direction."

At this point, Jose had no choice but to speak up, proving that he had done quite a bit of his own research as well.

"So what was the cause? Could Mister Zha enlighten me?"

"It's quite simple. That wasn't an astronomical phenomenon to begin with, but rather something formed by transcendent power."

"It was the power of a Deity whose symbol is the moon, temporarily eclipsing the sun."

Fu Qian spouted nonsense with absolute confidence.

What?

As soon as this explanation came out, the entire room was stunned.

"Do you have any basis for saying that? What makes you so sure it was transcendent power?"

Jose finally couldn't hold back his question.

"Because I am a transcendent!"

Fu Qian's tone made it sound like the most natural thing in the world.

"Why else did I say you asked the right person?"

...

Without a doubt, Fu Qian's words cranked the mockery up to the absolute maximum.

Given that the vast majority of the people in the hall were not transcendents, the remark was incredibly jarring to their ears.

The atmosphere of friendly exchange, which had been carefully maintained up to this point, was instantly shattered.

"Then you really are—"

Even Jose, who had asked the question, found himself momentarily at a loss for words.

After choking midway through his sentence, he shot a subtly contemptuous glance at Julie.

Her expression had been fluctuating since earlier—briefly softening when Fu Qian gained the upper hand, but thoroughly darkening the moment he dropped his final line.

"Mister Zha's insights are truly refreshing. When we discussed it previously, we never thought to look at it from that angle."

"Mainly because, outside of those ethereal, ancient myths, we have never heard of a transcendent power that takes the moon as its symbol."

"You haven't heard of it?"

Fu Qian's expression grew even more surprised.

"Leaving distant examples aside, the symbol of the Progenitor of the Blood Clan is none other than the moon."

The Progenitor of the Blood Clan...

During their verbal spar, the scattered crowd had long since gathered around them, and Fu Qian's words unsurprisingly drew a wave of shocked gasps.

That the moon was the symbol of the Progenitor of the Blood Clan wasn't something Fu Qian was making up on the spot.

A long time ago, he had read fragments in the notebook he carried with him, which mentioned the moon being the Progenitor's symbol.

Although the description wasn't very detailed, the fact that it had been recorded left no doubt that it was the truth.

And Fu Qian believed that this shouldn't be a secret within the Blood Clan itself.

"That is indeed beyond our understanding."

Regardless of whether Fu Qian was telling the truth, it was obvious that in this debate, they had failed to find any clear loopholes in his argument.

Jose immediately spoke with a darkened expression.

"I happen to have a friend surnamed Gulade. I'll confirm it with him when I get the chance."

"By all means. True knowledge comes from exchange, and this is just my own perspective anyway."

Fu Qian appeared completely unfazed by the man's claim.

And though his words sounded modest, his tone was unquestionably getting on everyone's nerves.

"Mister Zha—"

Someone nearby wanted to say more, but in the very next moment, a figure parted the crowd and stepped forward.

With gray hair, red eyes, and exquisite features that carried an inhuman aura, an expressionless Serana stood there, instantly drawing a flurry of surprised and suspicious gazes.

"Is this the mysterious owner of the salon?"

Things were going entirely too smoothly today. He had thought he would catch a fish at best, yet he never expected to hook such a massive one right off the bat.

Fu Qian only took a single glance before turning to ask Julie with feigned curiosity.

"No..."

Julie didn't seem to recognize Serana very well, but she was a socialite after all and knew how to read the room. She quickly sensed that the newcomer had not come with good intentions.

"Mister Zha?"

By now, Serana had already stepped up to him, her tone carrying a profound implication.

"Are you tired? Would you like to step aside and rest for a bit?"

"Sure!"

Without a shred of hesitation, Fu Qian complied, readily accepting good advice.

...

Amid the silence, Serana didn't say another word. She decided to take the lead and guided the way.

Watching Fu Qian walk away with Serana, Julie wrestled with herself for a moment but ultimately didn't dare to follow them.

"You don't seem surprised by my presence here?"

After leading him all the way upstairs, Serana motioned for Fu Qian to close the door. She finally let out a scoff, turning around to glare at him.

"Of course not. Because I could tell at a glance that you also like astronomy and history."

Fu Qian shook his head, brimming with confidence.

"Why?"

This time, it was Serana's turn to be stunned.

"Because you yourself are history."

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