Chapter 1491: Blessing

Jin Fugui looked at Sun Bumian’s expectant eyes and held it in for a long time before finally speaking:

“You... I... I can’t do it!”

“Why can’t you do it?” Sun Bumian pointed to the mother and daughter who had just walked away. “They just gave you a copper coin and were able to receive a ‘blessing,’ and I gave you a silver coin.”

“It’s not about the money...” Jin Fugui sighed.

“My ability requires ‘pure’ emotions to be activated. You’ve already seen through my ability, so subconsciously you’ll have a purpose, which is why no matter how much money you give me, it’s useless.”

Sun Bumian: ...

Sun Bumian finally understood. Although Jin Fugui’s ability was extremely perverted, the activation conditions were also extremely harsh... It could only be triggered unintentionally when one didn’t know about his ability. Once one had knowledge of his ability, his ability became invalid.

What kind of Schrödinger’s blessing was this??

No wonder Jin Fugui had to maintain the persona of a "beggar" at all times, and it was almost impossible to see that he had any special abilities. Only in this way could he harvest the purest alms.

Sun Bumian felt some regret now... If he had known, he wouldn’t have taken that extra look.

That way, maybe he could have accidentally given him some money and received a blessing?

Sun Bumian still wanted to say something,

but the next second, Jian Changsheng walked up and patted him on the shoulder:

“Diamond... look over there.”

Sun Bumian followed Jian Changsheng’s gaze and saw that on the dim wall to the side, wisps of moonlight were actually appearing, combining into the outline of text under their gaze...

“Gray King?”

Sun Bumian’s gaze tightened.

The Gray King had come to issue them a mission?

【6 of Spades, 6 of Diamonds, 6 of Clubs】

【Tianchu Domain】

【Little Sip Tavern】

Three lines of text were outlined before them, seemingly pointing to a certain location within the Tianchu Domain.

Jin Fugui’s originally serious expression relaxed, and he smiled leisurely:

“Good, it has nothing to do with me.”

Jian Changsheng asked with some confusion: “Issuing a mission at this time... and not saying what to do, just giving an address? Making it all mysterious...”

“I guess we’ll know when we get there,” Sun Bumian shrugged. “Let’s go, I know where this place is.”

The mission didn’t specify a time, which meant they had to go immediately. Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian didn’t drag their feet; anyway, they really had nothing to do in the Tianchu Domain... After exchanging glances, they walked straight toward the end of the street.

Jin Fugui sat in place, holding his broken bowl, watching their departing backs, wondering what he was thinking.

Clang—

Just then, a gold coin fell into the broken bowl.

Jin Fugui was stunned and looked up blankly. He saw Jiang Xiaohua, with a head of white hair dancing lightly in the wind, standing quietly before him, his eyes full of apology and pity.

“Sorry... for scaring your chicken away,” Jiang Xiaohua said, bowing deeply to apologize.

“This is my compensation.”

Then, without waiting for Jin Fugui to speak, Jiang Xiaohua hurried away, chasing after Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian’s backs.

Jin Fugui stared blankly at the golden coin in the bowl... At the same time, an unprecedentedly pure power surged into his heart, as if something was uncontrollably wanting to be spoken from his mouth.

A few seconds later, he finally reacted!

He shouted in the direction Jiang Xiaohua had left:

“Thank you for your support!! May you turn bad luck into good on this trip!! May all your wishes come true!!!”

Jiang Xiaohua didn’t know if he had heard Jin Fugui’s blessing; he just ran forward firmly, his back like dust in the wind, disappearing little by little at the end of the street.

……

A few minutes later.

Ding-dong—

The rusty bell at the door rang.

As Jian Changsheng gently pushed open the tavern door, a smell of old wood that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time drifted into his nostrils. Amidst the dull creaking sound, a dim tavern came into the view of the three.

At this moment, there were no customers in the bar at all, only a figure who looked like the owner was wiping the table.

Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, and Jiang Xiaohua exchanged glances and walked into the tavern at the same time.

Sun Bumian remembered this place; it was one of the Twilight Society’s contact points in the Tianchu Domain. If nothing went wrong, the mission the Gray King would give them next would be issued here.

“I want to buy a glimmer of hope,” Sun Bumian said, sitting down at the bar.

The owner, who was wiping a glass unhurriedly, looked up at the three and spoke slowly:

“6 of Spades, 6 of Diamonds, 6 of Clubs... Welcome.”

"What mission did the Gray King give us?" Jian Changsheng got straight to the point.

"No rush..."

The boss glanced at the clock on the wall, "Wait until everyone arrives."

"Besides the three of us, there's someone else?" Sun Bumian was a bit surprised.

"Is it Heart?"

Jian Changsheng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately pressed for an answer.

Sun Bumian gave him a speechless look, "What are you thinking? Heart is the Red King now; he needs to hold down the fort at the Twilight Society. How could he go on a mission in person..."

Jian Changsheng thought that made sense. Besides, if the Red King had really come in person, this contact wouldn't be speaking so casually.

"That Heart! Now that he’s the Red King, he’s gotten so high and mighty," Jian Changsheng said, feeling a bit resentful.

"It’s true... a dignified Red King, how could he mingle with us lowly '6-series' types? He has four K-cards protecting him, and those Qs and Js are at his beck and call. We three newcomers really can't afford to climb that high..."

The boss behind the bar raised an eyebrow slightly, continuing to wipe a glass in silence.

Sun Bumian knew Jian Changsheng was feeling uncomfortable. If they were alone, expressing some dissatisfaction would be fine, but they were about to go on a mission, and there was an "outsider" right in front of them... He nudged Jian Changsheng and whispered a reminder:

"Keep it down in front of outsiders."

"I’ll say what I want!" Jian Changsheng slapped the table. "What exactly is this guy’s deal? I can understand him being busy after becoming the Red King and not being able to look after us, but he could at least send a word... Even if we couldn't meet, he could have sent a dream or had someone pass a message!"

"Even this mission was issued to us by the Gray King. Is he too embarrassed to order the three of us around? I’m not asking for anything else; I’d go through fire and water for him, but at least... at least he should have told us himself!"

"And here we were, worrying about him... Hmph, what a waste of effort!"

"Does he think a little raise in pay will make me grateful? That I won't care about anything else? Not everyone is obsessed with money..."

The more Jian Changsheng spoke, the angrier he got. He grabbed a bottle of vodka from the side—who knows how long it had been expired—and chugged it down.

Just as he slammed the bottle back onto the table with a *thud*,

a voice echoed eerily from across the table.

"Then what if... I take you to the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury?"