The Calamity Strikes (Twenty-Nine)
We call that efficiency!
What Su Gao had taken out was undoubtedly Gambler's Bone, the little gift I'd given her earlier.
Hearing about her latest achievements, Fu Qian couldn't help but marvel.
With such a conscientious demigod hunter on the job, life must be pretty miserable for transcendent criminals.
He wondered if the Night Watchers had special rewards for this kind of work.
If they did, then with Su Gao's efficiency, she was probably a bona fide rich woman by now.
It just went to show that all those motivational books I'd read—How to Meet a Rich Woman and the like—hadn't been a waste.
"I'm glad I could contribute to world peace."
Though luck was something elusive and unpredictable, Fu Qian didn't think it had any direct correlation with Su Gao's efficiency in hunting people down.
But as the description of Gambler's Bone said, perhaps this was exactly the sort of moment that made the item worthwhile.
So Fu Qian didn't spoil the mood. He accepted the credit without a qualm and, while he was at it, asked about Su Gao's plans.
"So you're on your way back to report in?"
"I just got here... Technically, I could ask the local Night Watchers to handle this, but I don't want to look suspicious."
Su Gao gave a slight nod, confirming Fu Qian's guess.
"Chief Yuan hasn't left yet, either."
"Thanks for all your hard work."
Though he'd put it simply, Fu Qian understood exactly what Su Gao meant.
No matter how things looked on the surface, it was impossible that the Night Watcher leadership didn't take the Night Holy Capital incident seriously.
It was perfectly normal for Su Gao, who was always rushing about, to keep going out on assignments. But it wouldn't do if