Chapter 619: Chapter 619 Strike_1 Chapter 619: Chapter 619 Strike_1 Reorganizing his thoughts…

At that moment, Tyler undoubtedly felt enormous pressure.

Having just entered, he had intended to set the scene, to seize the initiative; who would have thought he would run headlong into such an assembly?

Fu Qian and Yuan Shan were manageable, always taking an approachable stance.

But the scrutiny from Su Gao felt suffocating.

It was an extremely pure killing intent, devoid even of anger, just ice-cold from head to toe.

And under the gaze of those beautiful amber eyes, Tyler found himself momentarily at a loss for words.

“The reason I’m here this time… actually involves an important matter…”

Having unconsciously reorganized his thoughts, Brother Tyler spoke again, his words now overly humble.

“Hmm?”

“It’s a very important matter, I need to use the notebook… just wanted to check if it was available…”

Important matters?

Fu Qian blinked but remained silent.

Hmm…

Not receiving a response and continuously hitting a wall with Fu Qian, Tyler unconsciously redirected his gaze toward Yuan Shan.

After all, Night Watchmen were supposed to be reasonable, weren’t they?

Unfortunately, at that moment, Yuan Shan appeared lost in thought and showed no intention of upholding justice.

“I think what I just said might not have been very clear…”

Having realized he would get no help from Yuan Shan, Brother Tyler had no choice but to switch gears and organize his thoughts again.

“The matter is indeed urgent, so I actually wanted to borrow it for a bit, and I’ll return it immediately… I wonder if that would be possible?”

When he mentioned returning it, Brother Tyler couldn’t help but grit his teeth a bit.

“Had you said that earlier, I would have understood,” said Fu Qian with a look of sudden realization.

“However, I’m sorry, but our bookstore doesn’t generally offer rental services!”

…

“…I actually have prepared some funds…”

Seeing there might be room for negotiation, Tyler bit the bullet, lifted a box from beside him, and placed it on the counter.

Click!

The black leather case was clearly heavy; upon opening, neat stacks of banknotes lay inside.

Well prepared indeed!

Looking at the substantial rental fee before him, Fu Qian nodded with satisfaction while casting a scornful glance at Chief Yuan.

Look at him!

How vulgar yet endearing.

“No problem, go ahead.”

His business ethics swiftly eroded by money, Fu Qian snapped his fingers the next moment, passing over a notebook with a black cover.

Chief Yuan almost immediately stood up and walked away, as if he had seen something dirty.

Witnessing the shift in the attitudes of both parties, Su Gao also restrained her killing intent and continued reading her own book.

The Ancient Treasure Abyss Notebook didn’t seem nearly as interesting to her as the book in her hands.

With the pressure suddenly lessened, Tyler was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

From the moment he entered, his demeanor had undoubtedly undergone a huge transformation.

Nevertheless, when he saw the Abyssal Chronicle, his eyes lit up and he eagerly took it and opened it.

Fu Qian naturally observed this, but merely touched the pen holder beside him, selected a pen that could still write, and handed it over.

Brother Tyler appeared rather flattered by the gesture.

But he must have realized that they would not let him take the notebook away, and after a slight hesitation, he accepted the pen.

Turning to the latest blank page, he took a deep breath and started writing frantically.

[On the path to becoming gods, Pureblood Vampires possess more talent than Mixed Bloods]
Even though he was facing the other way, Fu Qian could still see it clearly from behind the counter.

To this naturally arrogant race, shouldn’t that be a given?

To come here so formally, even willing to pay a monetary price, just for this?

Watching the content on the notebook, Fu Qian still didn’t make a sound.

And the next moment, that line of text started to disappear from the beginning, bit by bit, as if erased by the eraser of the Void.

There was indeed a problem!

With the Abyssal Chronicle, Fu Qian had tested it more than once.

Based on his experience, there would be three reactions to the content written above.

The first was the simplest: when the fact you firmly believed in was affirmed as true, it would remain on the page.

The second was the opposite: what you considered true in your mind was proven false, and it would gradually be erased.

As for conjectures you doubted yourself, they would shatter instantly the moment they were written, visibly distinct at a glance.

Therefore, the scene before him was very clear; the statement was false.

Interesting, so Pureblood Vampires aren’t more talented than Mixed Blood ones?

The hybrid vigor advantage is also effective on the level of Transcendent powers?

This truly defies traditional understanding.

Fu Qian felt a surge of emotion; he could completely imagine the heavy impact this scene had on Tyler.

Indeed, that was the case. Brother Tyler had barely finished writing the sentence when he visibly relaxed as if fulfilling a deeply troubled wish.

Then, what happened next made his breath catch in his throat.

After turning to stone for about ten seconds, the silent figure bent down and hastily wrote again.

Once more, it disappeared bit by bit.

The third time, the fourth time…

After several attempts, the words he wrote finally shattered instantaneously, allowing witnesses to see how beliefs could collapse.

Crack!

The pen in his hand was forcefully snapped in half; Tyler looked blankly at it, then instinctively reached for a new one, but the pen holder was lifted away before he could grab it.

“Sorry, you’ve used up your balance.”

Fu Qian casually withdrew the notebook as well.

…
With his actions, Tyler froze again, and after a long time, he slowly stood up and silently walked towards the door.

The young vampire seemed to have aged centuries in an instant.

“He didn’t come here willingly.”

As she watched him depart, Yuan Shan finally stepped forward, her face rather somber.

Mm-hmm.

Fu Qian responded, acknowledging her judgment.

“He knew showing up would be humiliating, but due to some reason, he didn’t dare not to come.”

Yuan Shan continued.

“And he wrote a sentence that was complete nonsense.”

Fu Qian nodded again, adding a comment.

“What did he write?”

Since Yuan Shan didn’t want to be tainted by the notebook’s records, she hadn’t seen what Tyler wrote, becoming even more serious upon hearing Fu Qian.

“Pureblood Vampires are more talented than Mixed Blood Vampires.”

Fu Qian reported truthfully.

“…that statement is actually incorrect?”

Yuan Shan was clearly startled as well.

She wasn’t blind; from Tyler’s final reaction, it was evident that he was greatly distressed by the outcome.

“Yes, it’s quite interesting, but that’s not the main point for now.”

Fu Qian secured the notebook and raised a finger.

“A trivial question implies that the answer itself is not important. The important thing is the act of writing it.”

Uh-huh…

Yuan Shan murmured in agreement.

“Knowing the notebook is with me, besides Brother Tyler, there’s only one other person.”

“Selana.”

Yuan Shan stated through clenched teeth.

“Yes, and she has no interest in educating the next generation.”

Mm-hmm…

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“She knows I deal with you more often.”

Mm-hmm…

“Well, it seems like you really are in trouble.”

Fu Qian sighed and made a final summary.

“I’ll just have to reluctantly postpone my vacation then!”