Truly decisive!
Feeling the strange changes around him, Fu Qian offered a heartfelt compliment.
It turned out he wasn't the only one who liked to speed things up.
By now, Ballard and the others should still be nowhere near done with their scorched-earth mission.
The Hunting Squad's arrival was so ridiculously fast that they clearly hadn't been forced into a desperate gamble with no other options.
There was almost no chance they didn't know this was a trap, but Yuan Fang wanted to use him as bait, and they'd decided to play along.
Their strategy was to strike fast and hard, taking advantage of the time Ballard and the others would need to gather everyone to minimize the risk.
No wonder this organization had led humanity out of the dark. Muscle alone wasn't what let them keep the whole world in line.
And based on what he could sense so far, Fu Qian didn't think Xiumeng could learn anything through his "observation" of him. In other words, the only information they could get was his movements and his current state.
To make such a decisive move under those circumstances, Xiumeng clearly knew this world far better than he did.
Even so, it was still a pretty risky move. They were really going all out for Old Man Logan.
Just as Fu Qian was reflecting on other people's employee care, a burly figure appeared to his left and immediately locked onto him.
How cautious. They always sent a puppet in first.
Ignoring those bell-like eyes, Fu Qian narrowed his own and looked past the demigod toward the space behind him.
Another ripple, like a tear in space, and a second figure appeared.
Pale and sickly, it was none other than Old Man Xiumeng.
"Welcome."
Taking in the scene, Fu Qian