271 Siren’s Tears Veil_1
Fu Qian spoke the truth.
Just like this old guy, Yuan Shan had not deliberately concealed her aura, so Fu Qian knew she was standing outside the moment he sensed it.
The reason she did this was to suggest to him that she had brought this person, who meant no significant harm, so he should avoid a fierce conflict.
Unfortunately, this person’s intent to kill had been real just now.
That punch had cost him a total of two SAN Points, used on an Air Bullet and a punch.
Trusting one’s life to another’s goodwill is a bad habit.
In response to such a situation, Fu Qian wouldn’t mind using any and all methods to send this person off.
In fact, with all efforts deployed, Fu Qian believed he had a great chance.
Ha ha ha!
The middle-aged man sitting down couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter.
Being used to arrogance, huh? Laughing like that could disturb the peace, you know?
“Still somewhat capable, but, unfortunately, the talk is even bigger,”
After finishing his laughter, the middle-aged man gazed coldly at Fu Qian.
“Relying on special methods and nearly grasping the threshold of the Second Phase, I dare to use the Mythical Form in combat.
“Yet you can perform similar attacks consecutively, and it seems without any side effects? That’s quite interesting!”
Who said there were no side effects? After that punch just now, I nearly bled in reverse.
Fu Qian thought to himself.
It seemed that this person couldn’t maintain the Mythical Form constantly, but compared to Fu Qian, who could only sustain one strike, he was undoubtedly much more stable.
The clash had put a considerable strain on his body.
“But if you think you can kill me with that, you are thinking too much. The vitality of a mythical creature is far beyond your imagination,”
The middle-aged man snorted, his expression arrogant.
“Won’t you introduce us?”
Fu Qian didn’t comment, but turned to look at Yuan Shan.
“This is Mr. Logan, a member of the Night Watchman Affairs Committee,”
Yuan Shan instinctively placed herself between the two men, fearing they might clash again.
So he is a high-ranking Night Watchman?
Fu Qian greeted him without surprise.
“Pleased to meet you! So, Mr. Logan, did you come to see me for something?”
“After listening to Yuan Shan’s report, there’s something I’m curious about,”
Rather than caring about Fu Qian’s perfunctory pleasantries, Logan was indifferent.
“Do you know Lu Ming?”
“Yeah, I know him.”
“Where did you meet him?”
“In the archipelago, where else?”
Fu Qian said nonchalantly.
“If I remember correctly, he’s dead. How did you meet?”
“Oh, he invited me to join the Rebirth Club.”
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Hearing Fu Qian’s response, both Logan and Yuan Shan were momentarily stunned.
“Did you accept?”
Yuan Shan asked subconsciously.
“Use your brain, do I look like I accepted?”
“Knowing to refuse, at least you aren’t too foolish,”
Logan had also regained his composure by now.
“Limb Attachment has no future at all, merely the delusional dreams of those without talent.”
“It seems you ‘talented’ ones aren’t much better!”
This time, it was Fu Qian’s turn to snort.
“Right now in Shangjing, there’s a mysterious Divine Envoy who seems to be a tad stronger than you.”
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