"Exactly. The advantage is that this place has enough demigods."
Xiumeng confirmed Fu Qian's guess that he only killed demigods.
"Besides, it's not that cruel a hunt. They don't actually die, after all."
This guy knew quite a lot about Unseen Hill.
Fu Qian nodded slightly.
"Unfortunately, they don't see it that way. At least from what I've learned, most of them don't want to experience what dying feels like."
"Except for the one you're using."
Aiko snorted and pointed at the clown beside her.
The latter was still sprawled on the ground, his body twisted in an unnatural way, seemingly no longer in control of himself.
Even so, strange laughter continued to escape his throat.
"What do you mean, 'using'? We had a perfectly honest conversation, didn't we?"
Fu Qian snorted, sounding quite indignant.
"That talisman just now was the spoils of your expedition?"
"That's right. In fact, it's extremely precious, and I didn't want to waste it on something like this."
"Sorry for making you spend it."
Fu Qian's apology sounded utterly insincere.
"Look on the bright side. At least you won't have to keep wasting it."
"So... shall we call this a successful partnership?"
Looking at the three of them questioningly, Fu Qian solemnly raised his glass.
"...A successful partnership."
The Hunting Squad exchanged glances, but Xiumeng was the first to respond. He gestured for Aiko to pour him a drink.
Seeing that, Aiko and Stos steeled themselves and raised their glasses too.
"May we all achieve our goals here."
Amid the crisp clink of glasses, Fu Qian offered a toast that said nothing of substance.
With all the drinking and merriment, anyone who didn't know better might have thought some company was having a team-building event.
Wait. Was this getting a little too cozy?
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