So what exactly was the goal?
Although he had a few guesses, even in Fu Qian's view, it was still a complicated question.
The main group all had very different styles and methods, and they were clearly wary of one another. It was difficult to draw conclusions just by observing them.
Of course, there were also objective constraints, such as time.
No matter how relaxed and natural he seemed, Fu Qian estimated that if they chatted for another five dollars' worth, he might have to bid farewell to his human form for good.
Considering that a place this large would be difficult to haul away in a vehicle, the mission objective of reaching the sanctuary would most likely be declared a failure right then and there.
And this perilous situation was naturally thanks to Nepheli.
All he could say was that she truly deserved to be the first to volunteer as the sadist. Even she probably couldn't imagine the real effects of her methods of torture.
Of course, Fu Qian didn't think this was entirely a bad thing, or that he would need to avoid doing it again if he got the chance.
Everyone's actions were injecting variables into the current stalemate.
Nepheli's methods had indeed greatly shortened the time he had to act, but they had also shortened everyone else's. That was what had led to so many riveting scenes.
Otherwise, if these people had time to work things out slowly, there were plenty of skilled actors among them, and the situation might have become an even bigger muddle.
"Understood. It looks like Professor Fu has everything arranged. I don't need to worry at all."
Take Wen Li, who was still tied to him. After listening carefully, she nodded solemnly, as if everything were proceeding according to some nonexistent