"Not good..."
A multitude of thoughts flashed through Fu Qian's mind. As he muttered to himself, his body had already vanished from where he stood, leaving only a blur.
He could almost be certain that Lui had no idea what he was planning to do.
But encountering this kind of obstruction after only a short while meant that the one taking advantage of the home-field advantage likely had a pretty good grasp of his movements, and had made him the top target.
No surprise there. When it came to drawing aggro, he'd always been consistently terrifying.
But with just this much attention focused on him, did they think that, as a swordsman, he didn't have Old Master Li's tricks?
With a cold laugh, Fu Qian had already swept past the stone platform, charging toward the depths of the corridor with overwhelming force.
The art of feinting in one direction and striking in another had always been second nature to him.
That's right, Fu Qian hadn't made a clumsy imitation of Old Master Li's actions. Instead, he'd taken the essence while discarding the form, making it impossible for his opponent to guess his intentions.
As for why he'd done this, it certainly wasn't because he had no way to deal with the attacker's hidden state.
Golden light flared, and Fu Qian activated the Law Remnants at the same time.
And almost in that same instant, more than one fresh bite mark appeared on his dazzling, holy-light-vampire-like body.
Of course, compared to the earlier bite, these marks were much shallower.
More troublesome than one hidden target was a whole group of hidden targets.
Fifteen. Fu Qian remembered exactly how many cradles there'd been in the nursery, excluding Lui.
Aside from the few who were likely still following Old Master Li and