Die...
Qiao Yanchuan seemed to understand what Fu Qian meant, and immediately shuddered.
In response, Fu Qian gave him a kindly smile.
Jia Yi could die. What made him think he was any different?
"You're trying to scare me. If you do anything reckless, the Night Watchers won't let you get away with it."
After a few seconds of stunned silence, Qiao Yanchuan stared at Fu Qian with his whole body stiff, speaking as if to bolster his own courage.
Thanks to the Night Watchers, extraordinary beings who harmed ordinary people without cause were punished severely.
So few people would do something so foolish, let alone in front of another instructor from the academy.
Unfortunately, the smile on Fu Qian's face filled him with uncontrollable fear. He looked instinctively toward Lanaia.
"Don't look at me. I'm not sure he wouldn't dare."
Unfortunately, Lanaia was already in a foul mood, and his behavior just now had disgusted her. She didn't even raise an eyelid.
Old Master Qiao's expression crumpled completely. He instinctively leaned back, trying to put more distance between himself and Fu Qian.
Unfortunately, his two extraordinary bodyguards had moved back even farther than he had.
The two of them were clearly no fools. In their line of work, combat strength mattered, but staying well-informed was especially important.
They had acted rashly at the banquet because they hadn't known who their target was. Now that they knew a little about the man before them, there was no way they would make a move.
The man before them was an instructor from the academy. Never mind what would happen if they offended the academy—no matter how weak an instructor might be, he was at least an Intermediate Tier extraordinary being. They were no match for him.
If they rushed in now