I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 437 The Undercover Agent Will Snap Out on His Own

Oops.

The risks of being around idiots also include being subtly influenced in your attitude towards people and situations.

So much so that he becomes somewhat suspicious even when communicating with normal people.

Do you need me to just give you a shoddy answer?

As Su Fan was trying to find the right words, he heard Theresa sigh beside him.

"I can't imagine what kind of people you've met in the past. You must have had a tough journey."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan was slightly taken aback.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but for a moment he actually saw a gentle maternal glow emanating from the other person.

"No, it's much easier now than before."

In the past, there were many things to consider, but now, with the increase in strength, one can simply chant a divine incantation to clear the area, which is very convenient.

"Why do you talk like an old lady chatting at the village entrance?"

"You found out! Actually, I used to listen to them chatting a lot when I was a kid, during breaks from work."

"Don't you think it sounds old-fashioned? Especially saying that in front of someone as old as me."

"Su, you're not quite there yet. You're not even 25 years old, but you're already acting like an old man."

"Cultivators have very long lifespans. With my level of cultivation, living for hundreds of years is no problem. Maybe I'm some old thing who has been hiding my identity since ancient times?"

"So that's why you have such an extraordinary obsession with antiques? That sounds quite reasonable. Could you please tell me what the world was like back then?"

"Sorry, I've lived too long and forgotten."

"I'm suddenly curious, which species here is said to live longer, the long-lived elf or the cultivator you mentioned?"

Theresa's thoughts suddenly jumped to the topic of lifespan.

"As you said, long-lived species are essentially those whose lifespan is longer than that of ordinary creatures, but they will eventually return to dust. However, cultivators who cultivate to the Dao Fruit can live as long as heaven and earth, and are almost immortal."

"Therefore, cultivators generally do not come into contact with ordinary people, firstly to avoid entanglements in karma, and secondly to prevent their minds from being disturbed by the inevitable sorrow of parting."

The so-called difference between immortals and mortals is as simple as this.

"Cultivators can only be partners with other cultivators, and the talents of cultivators are different, so the realms they can reach and the lifespans they possess are also different."

At this point, Su Fan couldn't help but laugh.

"Marrying someone of equal social standing applies everywhere."

"So, Su Fan, are you also planning to find a female cultivator with similar strength and talent as your partner?"

"No, not at present. And perhaps not in the future either."

Su Fan recounted it in such a calm and ordinary manner.

He knew it sounded like he was bragging, but that was the truth.

"It sounds so lonely."

Theresa's voice suddenly became very soft, carrying a hint of sadness.

"How can one possibly endure such a long period of time alone?"

"That's for the future. Worrying too much about the future is like killing your present self. Just focus on doing your best in the present."

"Here comes the legendary wise sayings of the old man."

Theresa suddenly smiled knowingly, and the slightly gloomy atmosphere that had just emerged vanished.

Let's just say that.

Su Fan shook his head helplessly, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Besides the powerful and wealthy, even the extraordinary individuals among them need a single success as a boost.

Just like the people they protect, tycoons and political families would never send their most elite members to be sacrificed.

If they simply run away, the shadow of being treated like trash and abandoned at will will haunt them for the rest of their lives.

Only by overcoming these obstacles through their own strength can they dispel the dust that has settled on their confidence. Su Fan still needs them to cause trouble for those self-righteous insects who think they've planned everything; a lifeless and unmotivated attitude won't do.

And the extraordinary beings above did not disappoint him.

The howls of zombies and the roars of demons gradually subsided until they were barely audible.

Instead, faint cheers could be heard.

"It looks like the above is over."

Theresa murmured the same thing.

"I just wonder how Caius and the others are doing down there."

"It won't be too slow."

The followers of the cult are, in the end, just ordinary people. The reason they were able to launch a surprise attack on the top floor was simply because they had the advantage of the terrain.

The vampires are even stronger than the superhumans upstairs. With their physical strength and superpowers, the remaining cultists' attempt to stop them is futile.

Sure enough, a strange fluctuation soon came from underground.

The unsettling feeling that had been lingering over the area from beginning to end finally dissipated completely.

"It's finally all over."

Theresa sighed with emotion, then looked at Su Fan.

This crisis, which could have affected most of London, was thus confined to the area of ​​a single building.

And all of this was almost entirely due to the bloody battle fought by the young man beside him.

He saved countless lives; he is a true hero.

Just as she was about to say something, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

Not only that, but there were also faint flashing lights.

"Is it thundering outside?"

Theresa was confused about what had happened.

"No, that's a camera flash."

He had seen this kind of scene once before in America, where numerous media reporters with their long lenses and microphones flashed at him, which was quite annoying.

"The reporters on the periphery are already in place. It seems they intend to manipulate public opinion and portray me as a kind of mastermind."

"How can this be possible?!"

Compared to Su Fan's calmness, Theresa seemed particularly excited, but her excitement quickly turned into confusion.

"No... There are so many survivors in the building, they can't possibly be helping to make up lies."

"Yes, the survivors won't help spread rumors, but there are other things mixed in."

Su Fan sneered inwardly.

He didn't know how many people died during the battle, but those who were sent by Chen Wujiu to act as spies must have survived by means of self-preservation.

Their silence speaks volumes about their intentions.

These politicians use the same few tactics over and over again: framing, coercion, and bribery...

But none of that matters.

The gap in true strength cannot be bridged by such conspiracies and tricks.

He wasn't afraid of being targeted when he was in America, so how could he be overwhelmed by them in this tiny Britain?!
"So, do we need to wait until they come down to find the traitor among them?"

"No rush, let's play with them first."

Su Fan waved his hand dismissively.

Identifying them one by one is too troublesome. Even if these traitors have the aura of the cult, it would still waste energy of perception.

When the time comes for them to come out and face the microphones of the media, these guys will just jump out on their own.

(End of this chapter)