The Trap Within the Trap
Hah. How naive.
The rapport Professor Fu and Su Demigod had forged through countless brushes with death couldn't possibly leave an opening for petty scoundrels like you.
Gazing at the empty space beyond the sword tip, Fu Qian showed no surprise at what had just happened. If anything, he looked downright smug.
Not just anyone could serve as an operations consultant.
Meanwhile, Su Gao, the one being consoled, remained expressionless. She focused entirely on sensing the movements around her, ready to swing her sword again at any moment.
Those words just now hadn't been meant for the people in plain sight.
The whole sequence of events was actually quite simple.
The suggestion to "go take a look over there," along with what followed, was fundamentally the same as leaving A Kai and the others downstairs: just another trap to draw the enemy out.
The sole purpose was to scatter their already divided forces even further, giving any potential malice lurking in the shadows a better opportunity to strike.
Old Man Stos was still racing against time. How could he, as the consultant, simply stand by and watch?
Getting personally involved and setting out another bait was hardly any trouble.
Besides, the circumstances were just right.
First of all, Old Man Stos's attempt to flush out the enemy had yielded nothing of value. It was perfectly reasonable for him, the one covering the others, to let his guard slip a little.
He also hadn't really gone against Lord Stos's instructions. Staying nearby while studying something else was entirely in keeping with his supposed character.
And what he was studying was indeed somewhat unusual—something that would genuinely draw his attention under normal circumstances.
At the same time, with him gone, the burden of covering everyone else had