"Rubbish!" Wu Zhengqi stared at his own hands, still unable to figure out what had happened. At such close range, even a blind man should have been able to hit the target with that blast. How had it missed me and blasted Fan Xuwen away instead? [Burning^Web^Book Repository]
The people from the Arcane Sect's Aristocratic Clans around us all turned to look at him. None of them knew what the Wu Family was scheming. Why had their gun suddenly changed direction?
Fan Xuwen was in serious trouble this time, wasn't he?
I was overjoyed. With only Wu Zhengqi's words, I could deal with him in a matter of minutes.
But before I could celebrate for long, Fan Xuwen, lying in the muddy water, began trembling and tried to climb to his feet. When he pulled his hand out from beneath his body, a talisman paper that had been blasted to pieces appeared in his grasp.
My heart sank. This is bad. That talisman might have been something like a lightning-repelling talisman. Otherwise, how could his injuries be so light?
"Interesting, Wu Zhengqi. How dare you collude with this brat!" Fan Xuwen spat a mouthful of muddy water from the corner of his lips and glared at the old man through clenched teeth.
Fan Xuwen was much older than Wu Zhengqi, and his strength was far greater. The power he represented was certainly not something a mere worldly Aristocratic Clan of the Arcane Sect could withstand.
That furious question left Wu Zhengqi's face ashen, his soul practically ascending to heaven. "That was a mistake! It was completely different from what Daoist Priest Fan thinks!"
"Then what was it?" Fan Xuwen was also baffled. What did it mean for Wu Zhengqi to bring down lightning on himself for no reason? It made