Speaking of this, Qingque looked at Leon's face.
Noticing that he showed no particular expression, she couldn't help but be stunned.
"You don't seem surprised at all?"
Leon replied calmly and indifferently: "I've seen similar situations elsewhere, so I can more or less guess some things."
Not to mention the time before when Jing Yuan sought him out to see if he could identify the strange illness related to Bailu's power.
Just from the day they first met and played chess, Jing Yuan had already secretly informed him about the overall state of the Luofu's strength.
Even the current problems among the Six Commissions.
In terms of strength, the Luofu lacked sufficient backbone forces.
In terms of situation, cracks had appeared in the trust between the Six Commissions, internal decay existed, and there were many regulations that no longer fit the present and urgently needed reform.
Jing Yuan was very worried and troubled.
To put it bluntly, the future of the Luofu was truly just a little bit—
Dark.
Oh, right.
The Vidyadhara also had a mole, and one at the level of the Dragon Master no less.
Just like back when dealing with the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, even if they roughly knew who the mole was, without solid evidence they couldn't convict them.
They could only wait for the other party to slip up and jump out themselves.
In short, the Luofu was still in a state of external threats and internal troubles.
Phantylia was not dead. After suffering such a huge loss, she was definitely still lurking in the shadows, watching covetously.
If she exploited the internal troubles for another explosion, it felt like Jing Yuan would have to use konjac snacks instead of thinking.
"Sigh… Sometimes I'm quite envious of you Nameless. So free and unfettered… hic…"
"You're drunk, Qingque."
"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. I'm still sober. Let's drink some more…!"
Leon smiled helplessly.
Why did she look so adorably weak?
He was not going to be like Brother Jie.
People who often attend drinking parties at the table all know there is a rule that applies to most people.
If you want someone to keep drinking, just tell them: You're drunk.
If you praise them for having a huge tolerance, they might instead use your advance as a retreat and politely decline.
Therefore, Leon only drank with Qingque, without trying to persuade her or flatter her.
Qingque could not fully follow the above rule.
Before long—
The wine cans were empty, and Qingque was slumped over softly.
Leon took out his phone to scan and pay the bill. A wisp of wind rose in his palm, preparing to sober Qingque up.
The next second, he noticed an additional pair of delicate little feet wrapped in white silk in his field of vision.
A strange chill rushed straight toward his face, and it was not specifically aimed at him.
Leon recognized the identity of the newcomer at a glance and sensibly dispersed the wind and withdrew his hand.
"Isn't this the Master Diviner? What wind blew you here?"
"…Mr. Leon."
Fu Xuan's expression was somewhat unnatural. She wanted to speak but stopped.
"I ran into Miss Qingque by chance."
Leon knew what she wanted to ask and told the truth.
However, he still tried his best to change the subject for Qingque.
"Diviner Fu, may I ask how Mr. White Knight is doing?"
After waking up, he accidentally learned that White Knight was still recovering from his injuries, so he had someone deliver special medicine to him.
In the end, this person was just unlucky and got caught in the crossfire, suffering a brutal interrogation from the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus for nothing.
"Thanks to Mr. Leon's medicine, White Knight is fine now."
Fu Xuan first nodded in thanks, then instantly switched to an icy, terrifying expression. She stared fixedly at the unconscious green-clothed girl slumped over the table.
"Don't, don't worry… Although the Master Diviner is petite, her abilities are top-notch…"
"I specially did a divination today. The Master Diviner definitely won't be able to calculate where I am. Ehehe…"
"Let's… play a few more rounds. It's rare for my luck to be so good today…"
Mumbled words spilled out from Qingque's small mouth.
Leon glanced at Fu Xuan, whose face was getting darker and darker, and silently leaned his body backward.
As everyone knows, one should absolutely never provoke a person who is currently angry.
An extremely hard-to-detect flowing wind swept across the ground under the table, rising from below and quietly drilling into Qingque's mind.
Sensing the drunkenness that came back as feedback, Leon knew that Qingque was now sober.
Even if someone pulled over a starskiff speed tester from the Sky-Faring Commission and used professional testing equipment, they would absolutely not be able to detect even a trace of alcohol in Qingque.
Close friend… wake up quickly.
If you don't wake up soon, your boss might skin you alive…
Fu Xuan took a deep breath for a moment, forcefully suppressing the anger in her heart, and gently knocked her knuckles on the tabletop beside Qingque's ear.
Knock, knock, knock.
Qingque did not react.
Fu Xuan knocked three more times.
Still no reaction.
Leon was certain that Qingque was not pretending to sleep.
But she still wouldn't wake up like this?
"…It's fine, Master Diviner… Even though you're small, you're still very cute…"
"Ah— Hu la! Hahaha!"
Hiss—
Leon secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.
She was beyond saving.
Carry her away.
Facts proved that talking in one's sleep was definitely a bad habit.
Looking at Fu Xuan's face again, it was not only black but also turning green.
Bang bang bang!!!
She slammed the table several times, shaking the empty wine cans off the surface. One could see how much force she used.
But Qingque was still sleeping soundly.
On any other day, such sleep quality would definitely make many people envious.
But now, the customers eating around them had all realized something was wrong.
A few even recognized that this pink-haired girl was the Diviner of the Divination Commission.
The gazes cast from all around made Fu Xuan feel increasingly uncomfortable.
Qingque—
You've completely thrown away the face of the Divination Commission employees!
She unclenched her fist into a palm and slapped hard toward the back of Qingque's head.
"Wait! Master Diviner, I have a good method that can make Qingque instantly sober."
Leon timely stopped Fu Xuan.
Although there was no smile visible on his face, the twitching at the corners of his eyes could be noticed by anyone paying attention.
Holding back laughter was not an easy task.
Leon leaned close to Qingque's ear and lightly whispered—
"Qingque, time to get up and play Emperor's Enclosure Jade Cards."
"No problem! How long do we play?"
Qingque shot up from the table like a released spring with a duang. Her small eyes were bright and full of energy. Where was any trace of drunken sleep-talking?
"After eating and drinking to our fill, it's the perfect time to play cards~"
"…Better to wait until you're on vacation another day…" Leon secretly signaled with his eyes.
But Qingque seemed not to have caught on. She blinked her large eyes and waved her hand with a smile.
"What are you saying~ Of course we play cards during work hours~~"
Leon's lips moved a few times before he gave up.
Feeling Fu Xuan's tangible killing intent, he could only shift his gaze away, looking as if he had no idea what was happening here.
"What's wrong, Leon?" Qingque tilted her head.
"Do you know what you're doing, Qingque?"
Fu Xuan's gloomy voice sounded from behind her.
"!!!!!!"
Qingque's body instantly stiffened into a wooden stake. The movement of her neck twisting backward was even stiffer than a zombie.
The moment she took in Fu Xuan's expression, she felt as if she saw her great-grandmother waving at her.
Reference for Fu Xuan's exact expression.
Thinking about her consequences, Qingque's eyes rolled back and she directly fainted, falling toward Fu Xuan.
Fu Xuan subconsciously caught her. Seeing that she had really fainted, she was so angry that she laughed.
"I've embarrassed myself in front of you, Mr. Leon… Farewell."
With her small body carrying great power, she picked up Qingque and turned to leave.
To this, Leon could only silently mourn a little for his close friend in his heart.
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Player Perspective.
Ah Xian, who had just wandered near Shang Zi Wei, swept her gaze left and right before suddenly freezing.
"Aaaah! Why is Leon here! And… Qingque and Fu Xuan?"
You know, some pictures cannot be fully shared.
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