Chapter 106: Chapter 105: The Hunter’s Thirst for Blood (Part 5)_1
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It was evident that Wen Li’s martial arts had improved after his upgrade.
The kick he had just delivered forced Fu Qian to exert a bit more strength to dodge instinctively.
In the end, Wen Li couldn’t escape his fate and was sent flying several ters, crashing heavily to the ground in a move that seed all too familiar.
There were countless screams of shock in an instant.
After kicking Wen Li, Fu Qian retreated diagonally in one swift movent under the horrified gazes of the crowd.
Crack!
A sound like crushing walnuts echoed ahead.
Lights of red and white blossod wildly, blood mist exploded into the air, continuing unceasingly.
Yuan Shan’s guess was incredibly accurate—sothing really did happen here.
Fu Qian thought to himself.
By this ti, the room had descended into chaos.
Although the party had mostly Transcendents, the sheer number of people ant that there was also a significant ratio of regular high society present.
Faced with an attack that could only be described as terrorism, screams erupted as people scattered in all directions, trying to escape.
In the midst of the confusion, Fu Qian stood still, looking in the direction from which the sound had co from, quickly fixing his gaze on a middle-aged man.
With a receding hairline, slightly overweight, and seemingly just an ordinary person, this man was hurrying along with the fleeing crowd.
However, his expression seed panicked, yet his steps were asured—not the gait of soone truly frightened.
As for the fact that he appeared to be an ordinary person, Fu Qian was wearing a mask that could conceal his presence, so this was not necessarily evidence of innocence.
Just as Fu Qian was considering how to follow him, he realized soone was standing in his way.
This was a young man around thirty, handso and dressed with distinction, though his expression was uncertain and suspicious.
If Fu Qian rembered correctly, this man seed to have rushed over after he kicked Wen Li.
He probably ca to seek justice but then got frightened by the sudden turn of events.
Should Fu Qian take down this nuisance in the confusion?
As Fu Qian was pondering, a clear grunt suddenly resounded.
The next mont, the entire area was enveloped by a strange force field.
Every movent felt as if they were trapped in thick syrup, facing imnse resistance and moving exceedingly slow.
Fu Qian looked up to see that everyone was affected the sa way, with the fleeing crowd moving as if they were swimming through water.
Including the dubious middle-aged man.
You could see that he was trying hard to break free of the constraints, but before he could regain his mobility, a figure leaped high from the crowd, accompanied by the sharp sound of slicing wind, stabbing straight into his back.
Isn’t that the host of Houhai Manor?
Identifying him by the luxurious clothes, Fu Qian recognized the man as the center of attention earlier, whose na on the invitation seed to be Chen Xing.
The speed was fast, even if the move was a bit odd.
Fu Qian noticed that Old Master Chen Xing’s movents were quite unnatural.
It seed he wasn’t relying on muscular force, but so kind of invisible power was dragging his limbs into action.
As Chen Xing launched his surprise attack, the slow-moving middle-aged man had no chance to evade and was hit squarely in the back, splattering blood.
However, the latter seed to break free from the constraints through the impact, his body dissolving into a mist in an instant and swiftly vanishing before reassembling several ters ahead.
At the sa ti, his appearance changed, becoming thinner, completely bald, with a sinister-looking face.
Another screech tore through the air, even more piercing than before.
Old Master Chen Xing hesitated in his motion, unable to follow through with the next blow, and the bald middle-aged man crashed out through the window.
Staring in the direction of the escaping man’s escape, Chen Xing waved his hand with a grave expression, and the syrupy force quickly dissipated.
Shadows erged from various spots in the banquet hall, all pursuing in the sa direction.
They must be the Night Watchn; among them, Fu Qian recognized the Poker Face he had seen at the base.
Considering the number of them, Fu Qian decided against the idea of following.
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Let’s just wait and see how things unfold, seeing as I’ve already morized their looks and aura.
If this individual was so weak that he couldn’t escape this pursuit, at worst the mission would be a failure and a redo. When that ti cos, I could simply find him in advance and take him out directly.
Of course, even if I wanted to pursue, there’s still an obstacle in front of .
Fu Qian looked at the young man before him, whose gaze continued to shift between himself and the blood-soaked ground.
After Chen Xing stopped the chase, he quickly directed his subordinates to maintain order and count casualties. The crowd had quieted down by this ti.
Inside the banquet hall, several headless bodies were lying on the ground, their brains and blood forming a shocking straight line.
The only part where it was interrupted was right where Fu Qian stood.
To kill so many people in one hit, and all with crushed skulls, seems rather savage. Could it be an ability related to the mind?
Wen Li, now much improved, had already gotten up from the ground, looking at the grueso scene with a sowhat pale face.
She had almost been trampled underfoot when the crowd scattered in escape.
Raising her head to give Fu Qian a blank stare, Wen Li approached and whispered her thanks.
People around realized that Fu Qian’s kick had been to save soone.
“Who are you?”
The young man in front of him also snapped back to reality and asked Fu Qian with a serious tone.
“Cha Yingjun,”
Fu Qian recalled after a mont, rembering the na he was currently using.
Cha Yingjun.
The young man frowned, apparently clueless.
“Your reaction just now, do you know sothing?”
It was evident that the young man was suspicious; after all, for soone with an apparently low level like Fu Qian to anticipate danger was unusual.
“Got a cramp in my leg,”
Fu Qian couldn’t be bothered with him and made up sothing on the spot.
“You better explain yourself more clearly,”
The young man’s expression twisted, his tone growing more hostile.
“Mingfei, you are being too impolite,”
Seeing that the young man was relentless, another person pushed through the crowd and stepped forward.
This person looked a bit older and had a similar appearance to the young man, probably his older brother.
“Having such an incident occur at our banquet and suspecting a guest who was rely saving himself first, if word of this were to get out, the Chen Family would lose all face,”
Chen Mingfei’s brother spoke quite sternly.
“Mr. Cha even helped to save Miss Wen. We should, by all ans, express our gratitude,”
Turning his head, the man apologized to Wen Li who was nearby.
“Miss Wen, I am very sorry you had to experience such an incident. We will provide an explanation as soon as possible.”
Wen Li was clearly very popular.
Whether it was Chen Mingfei, who had rushed over first, or his brother who arrived later, both were visibly concerned about Wen Li.
But thinking about it, it made sense. A Sixth Phase Transcendent with psychic powers at such a young age wouldn’t be plentiful even in Shangjing.
Her appearance as a loner just now was probably because she was new, attracting much attention but still in the observing stage, with no one showing it openly just yet.
“Thank you for your concern, I’m fine,”
Wen Li shook her head, her gaze distant and thoughtful.
Just then, the front door opened and Poker Face, who had gone out to chase the suspect, walked back in. The guests turned their expectant gazes toward him.
Unfortunately, he rely shook his head slightly at Chen Xing.
Returned without success? It seems that the person in question is sowhat capable.
It’s good news for , after all.
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