Chapter 1682: Chapter 1677: The Meaning of a Quick Shot

The might of the Abandonment King indeed lives up to its name.

At that moment, accompanied by Wen Li’s breath, Fu Qian could also confirm one thing: the target hit by the bullet was completely obliterated.

The specific performance was that from the precisely hit bullseye, inch by inch soared into dark red rust sand.

That’s right, not only was the bullet triggered, but it was also under excessively normal circumstances—Miss Wen seemed to be practicing shooting.

The target hit by the bullet containing the Power of Calamity was, surprisingly, a humanoid steel target.

Even sensing Wen Li’s breath was lively and completely unscathed.

At first glance, it seemed like she was drowsy from a nap and accidentally used the wrong bullet during shooting practice.

In the end, besides this precious protective item being wasted, the target also suffered undue and beyond-reason damage.

And successfully evoked a low exclamation from Miss Wen.

...

"It seems a bit troublesome."

Having returned to the warehouse, Fu Qian recalled the information received earlier, murmuring to himself.

Of course Wen Li couldn’t have used the wrong bullet, though her actions were more natural than nature itself.

The reason for this scene could only be one thing: she encountered a significant enough dilemma and resolutely dealt with it accordingly, just like when I told her to use the bullet.

The trouble certainly wasn’t from the target; it was just a piece of ordinary metal.

Yet Wen Li’s behavior of channeling her anger seemed bizarre, but Fu Qian found it easy to understand—with her estimation, the weight of trouble was really too great.

So much so that when it erupted, the Calamity Bullet could only have a very limited effect—perhaps serving as a plea for help or a reminder wouldn’t have been as effective.

That’s right, in her estimation, the situation should be dire enough that me realizing the bullet was triggered and rushing to rescue was a better choice.

Things threatening Wen Li made her feel there might not be a chance to fire.

Keeping the bullet had little meaning, and might even implicate herself.

Of course, choosing to do this might still be pointless.

For instance, I might not sense the bullet being triggered, or even if I did, after understanding the urgency she conveyed, weighing risks could mean abandoning the rescue.

But she did it anyway.

Indeed, according to the earlier instructions, she inconspicuously triggered between ordinary bullets.

"Truly a sensible girl."

With admiration, Fu Qian put away the "Embrace Armor", even hiding the bloody imprint completely inside the flesh.

With the sublime recovery power, there were no visible injuries on the body.

Although meanwhile, besides a timely shorts conjured up, his body was bare and clean.

For everyday actions, that armor still stood out a bit, so eventually, he had to find some clothes.

In fact, the trouble Fu Qian referred to was precisely this.

Honestly speaking, the situation Wen Li encountered was not really that unexpected.

In fact, it was the potential considered when the bullet was given to her.

...

"Observe but don’t intervene."

In an unreal space-time, a Night Watchman Leader named Qi Xue once described their attitude toward Wen Li.

Even admitting the latter as a cherished sample.

The subsequent reasoning he gave was full of holes.

This kind of stance, unreasonable from any perspective, one who dislikes assumptions like Fu Qian has never forgotten.

Especially after the "Wish for Marriage" incident.

That earring filled with the predecessor’s resentment was handed to Wen Li through Old Master Wen’s hand.

Fu Qian believes the origin would stand up to scrutiny, but for a high-level extraordinary, achieving this is quite easy.

Indeed, for Qi Xue’s superior of "not the same caliber", Fu Qian always maintained a curiosity.

No matter the degree to which he understood Wen Li’s situation before her promotion or whatever he intended to observe from her.

Fu Qian believes that after Wen Li smoothly ascended the Middle Tier unexpectedly, he surely paid attention.

Especially after arriving in Shangjing, she made rapid progress, renowned in the Supernatural Realm.

In fact, in Fu Qian’s view, this is likely why Old Master Wen hurried to send his daughter to develop in Shangjing.

After all, considering his place, he might have similar thoughts.

"Involving the gray industry hence Night Watchman has poor perception"?

How could Old Master Wen, who has rolled in the business world, believe such a reason?

The local Night Watchmen’s attitude towards his daughter was peculiar, this was the only certainty he had.

Thus why not send her onto a bigger stage, either gaining protection or drawing more attention, increasing her safety factor.

But unfortunately, personal cognition eventually has limitations. Judging by the current situation, Wen Li hasn’t completely escaped their vision, even under Chief Yuan’s scrutiny.

Discarding the minuscule likelihood of a pure coincidence, the threat Wen Li finds difficult to resist is likely directed at himself—

Qi Xue and Tan Mingxue’s superior not only knew what Wen Li once had inside her but also knew that a band capable of wandering everywhere might be interested in that anomaly.

Now, suspicious of the mysterious entity causing turmoil in Xi Yuan, he similarly plagiarized his favorite strategy—startle the snake out of the grass, probe for reaction.

And for himself, upon recognizing Tan Mingxue and grasping the Night Watchman’s ambiguous stance in the Xi Yuan incident, this was a foreseeable development.

The only slightly unexpected thing was the prior exclamation of "how really fast".

Though this now has an explanation, that is, the opponent’s moves might not have been as fast, it could be that Miss Wen, who always perceives hearts, used her sharp intuition to quicken the process.

She has now done all she could, the rest depends on him.

The scattered gear was picked up and packed, Fu Qian activated the wrist mark.

...

In the empty living room, it was still an afternoon steeped in tranquility.

However, after casually changing into leisurewear, Fu Qian didn’t linger in appreciation, directly activated the mark again and returned to the warehouse, donning the Messenger.

In contrast, Shangjing’s weather wasn’t as pleasant.

In the drizzle, though it was just afternoon, there was a feeling of approaching dusk.

For those running a shop, this naturally wasn’t good news, yet one must find beauty in life.

Fu Qian, descending the stairs, bent down to pick up a blank envelope from the ground, casually opened it.

"Returned, come for tea when you have time."

Yuan Shan’s handwriting, appeared so cordial.

After all, having some sense of duty, Chief Yuan ultimately ended her Night Holy City vacation and returned to her arduous work.

Hope she’s satisfied with the upcoming situation.

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