Ignition (12)

Chapter 840: Ignition (12)

They really hadn't gone far. Was this really a case of fortune favoring the bold?

Watching the unfamiliar woman quickly take control of the situation, Fu Qian, who had already found a seat, silently marveled.

Although her appearance and voice had both changed, a disguise of this caliber meant little to him.

There was no doubt about it. This was Aiko, the baby-faced demigod, in disguise.

And the bar's location was barely any distance from where the Thread of Concern had snapped.

The group hadn't moved far. Instead, they'd chosen the most dangerous place as the safest, disguising themselves and hiding right where they were.

The cover Aiko had put on was proof enough.

Meanwhile, the seat she'd just risen from was still occupied. At a glance, the thick hood couldn't quite conceal the dense beard beneath it.

There was no need to ask. It was Stos, the Night Watcher's emissary.

The old man clearly wasn't keen on playing dress-up, but he'd still made a halfhearted effort.

And it had to be said, they'd chosen their hiding place well.

Under the dazzling lights, the peculiarities that were already hard to spot on them were almost completely concealed.

As for the other two, Fu Qian hadn't found any sign of them yet. But in his estimation, they were most likely not out hunting alone.

"Have a seat over here, Mr. Clown."

After putting the situation under control, Aiko gestured for the Clown to take a seat.

The latter was stroking his new mask. He didn't look disappointed at all; if anything, he seemed rather excited.

At the woman's invitation, he even turned sideways and bowed from the waist, as if taking a curtain call.

"The pleasure is mine, madam."

The response clearly left Aiko at a