Wherever You Fall, Fall Again
The same trick doesn't work on Saint Seiya.
But a true Saint Seiya has to be able to use the same trick to make someone fall into the same trap twice.
Like right now.
Fu Qian wasn't actually certain he'd be attacked.
Because even now, the motives of the two people who had all but been proven to be the Mal Brothers remained a mystery.
Under normal circumstances, what was the point of coming here to guard their home?
The Night Watchers had already found the place. If they couldn't move it, what was the point of making such a hostile move?
No one was stupid enough to compete with the Night Watchers in retaliation, right?
Even in the best-case scenario, they could use their home-ground advantage to catch a few high-order Transcendents off guard and kill them. But it didn't take much thought to imagine the hard times the Native Council would face afterward.
Even having an insider wouldn't help, unless the Night Watcher insider planned to use this opportunity to rise up in rebellion.
He had never underestimated Kelin, but Fu Qian still felt that this was too big a task for her to handle.
In short, their motives were unclear, so he couldn't tell whether the Mal Brothers would stay or leave.
Would they keep tangling with the three of them, or use this chance to go after A Kai and the others?
But a true expert never relied on certain information alone to make a decision.
Fu Qian was fairly confident that as long as they didn't leave, their target would most likely still be him. That was why he'd coordinated with Su Gao once again—
The exact same thing wasn't a concern. The exact same thing was an invitation to