Chapter 1636: Not Polite Enough
They say low temperatures improve performance. In the biting frost, the group's actions seemed to prove it.
After completing his elegant, unhurried greeting, Fu Qian put his head back in place. By then, the others had clearly realized something.
"Ill Omen!"
As expected, Hao Ke, whose danger sense was always sharp, was the first to speak.
His voice rose uncontrollably, and he even took an involuntary half-step backward, making no move to go forward and inspect the injuries.
In fact, there was no need.
The icy spear had been terrifying, but it had clearly not been aimed at a vital spot. It had merely swept past Qiu's shoulder.
Even so, frost had spread over the area, leaving it glittering and briefly immobilized.
"Those who offend the gods' chosen shall be punished by beheading..."
Qiu, whom Hao Ke had instinctively moved away from, murmured the words a moment later.
Covering the frozen spot with her other hand, Qiu repeated a line from her memory, successfully stirring the others' recollections.
"Are you saying... the ability Ill Omen used to kill that day has appeared in Qiu?"
In the face of this sudden turn of events, even Tang Si, who had been the most composed of them all, looked at Fu Qian as if his entire worldview had collapsed.
"That's right. You caught on quickly."
He was still making minute adjustments to the angle of his neck, as if trying to align it as perfectly as possible, but that did not stop Fu Qian from affirming their deduction.
"But you weren't polite enough."
Before he could finish speaking, it seemed Fu Qian had finally achieved perfect alignment. With a satisfied look, he raised his hand again, and another icy spear whistled through the air.
"Tang Si—"
Unsurprisingly, the