Chapter 2822 - 2817: Lead Coffin

Chapter 2822: Chapter 2817: Lead Coffin

There’s no doubt that this was an invitation to come in for a detailed conversation.

Click!

Even though he was once again denied, Fu Qian firmly believed that progress was evident, and in the next moment, he directly pushed the door open.

At a glance, not only were the lights off inside, but the curtains were drawn tight, resulting in low visibility.

Lady Jeanne stood in front of one of the curtains, her back turned as if gazing into the distance.

That body curve hard to match, even the dimness couldn’t cover it.

The Rebirth Club emblem previously handed over was placed on a cabinet to the side.

"You’re still here, aren’t you?"

Fu Qian didn’t hesitate, walked up, picked it up and played with it, even exhaled a sigh of time’s passage.

Using the term "you all" just now was meant to revisit old stories.

Back then, Ji Ping and the current person recruited him right here.

"I’m sorry, I have nothing to do with it anymore."

Although Jenny didn’t want to bring up the past, she seemed completely severed from it.

"So you gave up your idol career and took the path of making a living by your own hands?"

Fu Qian didn’t refute, even helped find proof.

"...Did you really call that an idol? It was just a curious toy."

The ups and downs of artistic life seemed to have moved Jenny more.

After a slight hesitation, she finally turned around, looking at Fu Qian with a half-smile.

"That’s what I called it the first time."

That gaze was somewhat sharp, yet Fu Qian remained open-hearted, casually bringing up old stories.

...

The past instantly filled his mind.

I don’t know if Lady Jeanne feels the same way, but Fu Qian has great confidence in his memory and aesthetic.

Although her style was somewhat unconventional, it could be described as a super deluxe Shamat version, but at first glance, I expressed sincere appreciation from an aesthetic point of view.

Even pointed out that it was lacking a tail.

"You did say that at the time... but you didn’t accept it then."

Jenny had a bit of forthrightness, no longer pretending not to recognize.

When she spoke again, not only did she directly acknowledge the past, she even made a gesture at what Fu Qian had in his hand.

It was evident she remembered the details clearly.

"At that time, I hadn’t fully grasped the club’s philosophy. Seeing more later, I found it was rather interesting at times."

His hand opened, raising it up, Fu Qian controlled the emblem, smaller than the original version, making it roll in his palm.

Given that it was snake-shaped from the start, under skillful manipulation, it almost faintly felt alive.

The reason it wasn’t an exact replica but rather a reproduction was partly to easily hide it under banknotes, and partly because Fu Qian had no intention of deceiving, claiming he joined the organization through other channels.

It proved effective, even sharing something in common with Jenny, who had already left the organization.

"Interesting..."

Jenny looked like she wanted to laugh, yet her eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to Fu Qian’s action.

"Unfortunately, this perhaps is the regret, some things are there when you’re disinterested in them, and gone when you develop interest."

Ultimately, she still moved her gaze away from the emblem, gesturing in a certain direction.

"I saw the laboratory still there on my way over, just looking deserted."

Fu Qian knew what Jenny was referring to, curiously following suit.

"Because everything inside has been completely sealed off."

Jenny’s voice was emotionless.

"No one is allowed near there."

...

Has it turned into a lead coffin?

Indeed, Old Master Yibu still hasn’t forgiven the Rebirth Club.

One can easily imagine the scene Jenny described, reminiscing about its former prosperity, Fu Qian couldn’t help but sigh.

Not only was there years of accumulation from the Rebirth Club, but the popularity of the Archipelago relied, to some extent, on Limb Attachment Laboratory’s coagulation.

Yet such a core place was nearly dismantled after the new leader took over as if it were.

Then again, isn’t there a share of guilt for me?

"Everything inside has been banned," clearly it should include Old Master Lu and others, along with that pile of limb materials?

Back then, to strike east while pointing west, I really made the scene lively.

When Old Master Yibu handled the aftermath, he must have exerted substantial effort.

Later, simply covered it up to avoid looking, indeed it’s understandable.

"Have the people left too?"

Fu Qian gestured towards the bar entrance.

"This place is no longer welcoming to people like us, even if not explicitly excluded by the rules, anyone wanting progress has left."

Jenny clearly understood Fu Qian referred to the three-handed guard when she affirmed this was correct.

"As for those I haven’t met, I don’t know their whereabouts... Anyway, it’s a pity the club is gone."

Although she said pity on her lips, her expression almost hinted at a sense of schadenfreude.

Whether Fu Qian’s words were true or not, she seemed indifferent.

"But you still stayed in this place."

Fu Qian didn’t retaliate but instead casually brought up the bar she held onto, once a major venue for club activities.

...

"Staying with this stance, huh?"

After a brief silence, Jenny directly laughed, gesturing towards herself.

Just this small move, her pale skin already faintly visible.

Clearly, this style wasn’t randomly switched; even though she wasn’t an idol anymore, the exposure rate had to rise, the levels seemed to have dropped a lot.

"Being familiar with here, I simply bought it."

Yet she didn’t emphasize business difficulties, Jenny inadvertently displayed her financial power, showing reluctance to be seen as club remnants.

"If you’re interested in the club, the only potential harvest might be in the banned place, given you have the ability to enter... Elsewhere, you’re unlikely to find club traces, maybe you could build your own."

The final sentence was undisguisedly teasing, Jenny even made a gesture for him to leave, implying she had finished speaking.

"Good idea."

Fu Qian truly didn’t press on, nodded and put away the emblem.

"...The money outside must stay."

Jenny seemed to realize the absurdity of her idea, yet upon hearing Fu Qian say so, she appeared slightly guilty, hesitatingly emphasized it was a paid consultation.

"Of course, good craftsmanship."

Already halfway out the door, Fu Qian turned back to offer a compliment, even leaving from another direction instead of retracing his steps.