Dragonfly Aunt used her parasitic ability to control a sleeping soldier and exchange intelligence with Wang Jixuan.
When she withdrew her ability, Wang Jixuan caught the fluctuation of qi—psionic energy—and followed it to the location where Dragonfly Aunt's true body was hiding. To his surprise, he discovered a man and a woman lurking in the belly compartment of the Stealth Aircraft assigned exclusively to Dragonfly Aunt's squad.
The moment Wang Jixuan noticed something was wrong, he sent a voice transmission to warn her.
To him, it was no different from "two assassins hiding under the bed," the sort that could kill someone at any moment.
Yet under his spiritual perception, Dragonfly Aunt's expression turned extremely grave one second, then returned to calm the next. She continued flipping through a handsome-men's magazine in her hammock and condensed the word [Mm] out of smoke.
Mai's nerves are really something.
After a brief consideration, Wang Jixuan decided to remain still as well.
If the person involved was not in a hurry, why should he be?
The abilities Dragonfly Aunt had displayed before were indeed remarkable: controlling smoke, investigating beyond visual range, manipulating other humans without harming them...
She probably had other abilities hidden away.
Wang Jixuan melted into the night. On his way back to the Seventh Floor, he had Peony submit a request to Fu Jian, briefly explaining Dragonfly Aunt's predicament. He wanted to arrange a live-combat exercise for the Buddha Hall Squad and the Half-Human Mech Group.
Fu Jian sent back a simple reply:
[It's such a small matter. Decide for yourself.]
Daoist Wang frowned in thought, somehow feeling as though he had just been lectured by a junior.
The next time he invited Fu Jian to serve as sparring practice for the Half-Human Mech Group, he could have Ling Tong