"Mr. Fang!"
Fu Qian and Su Gao came out one after the other. It was already late at night.
Yet outside Embo's estate, things were still lively.
The Night Watchers who had rushed over after hearing the news were undoubtedly startled by the people scattered across the ground. They were now carefully checking them one by one to make sure no one was in danger.
When Fu Qian stepped outside, Yuan Shan's deputy—the stern-looking middle-aged man—immediately came over to greet him.
"The Chief..."
Given how effectively Fu Qian and Su Gao had supported the fight, both of them were still impeccably clean, with no sign of what had happened. The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"She should be out soon."
Fu Qian offered no further explanation and led Su Gao away.
Yuan Shan's deputy hesitated briefly, but in the end didn't ask them to wait.
"How do you feel?"
Once they had left the crowd, Fu Qian glanced at the full moon, now tinged with only the faintest red, and asked casually.
For Su Gao, who had only just advanced, the experience of taking on a demigod with a blade was a rare opportunity.
Especially with the aim of killing.
She had probably gained the most from tonight.
After supporting the fight from beginning to end, even talking Embo down an order, Fu Qian still hadn't rushed to act. Partly, he thought it was a great chance for Su Demigod to gain experience.
The other reason was his confidence in his own judgment. At the same order, he didn't need to lift a finger to cut down a target who was only thinking about running away.
"Very good."
Su Gao understood what Fu Qian was asking and nodded.
"It's like something's become clearer."
"Good."
Fu Qian