Chapter 1181: Higher Animals (8)
The man was already gone?
Although the search had gone fairly smoothly, Alan's eagerly offered news was clearly the last thing they wanted to hear.
Yuan Shan looked at the man, who had visibly relaxed and leaned back again, then turned to Fu Qian, seeking his opinion.
"That's a little unexpected."
Fu Qian looked thoughtful for a moment. He even idly twirled the gun in his hand, as though it helped him think.
Of course, to everyone else, the sight was anything but pleasant.
Alan, who had just relaxed, was now staring almost entirely at the gun. Every time its muzzle pointed at him, his body tensed despite himself.
"He said it himself. Things around here have gotten less and less friendly, and he was about to leave."
Before Fu Qian could ask, Alan sat bolt upright and hurried to share everything he knew.
"After that, I never saw him again or heard anything about him. So I figured he must be gone by now."
"I see..."
The gun in Fu Qian's hand finally stopped wobbling.
"What do you think?"
Yuan Shan frowned slightly.
Although she didn't know the exact reason, it was clear that her teacher had made finding the man some kind of test.
But it turned out that their target might have been gone for a long time. In her view, that made the whole thing feel somewhat unfair.
More importantly, as a demigod who managed countless affairs, she might not have Fu Qian's ability to perceive flesh down to the cellular level, but she could certainly tell whether an ordinary person was lying.
Alan might have seemed even less serious than Moglin, but he was obviously too much of a fool to lie convincingly under these circumstances.
"Should we just report