Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 341 - : Unclean Ecstasy (Part 3)_1

Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Unclean Ecstasy (Part 3)_1

At that instant, there was utter silence.

Accompanying the brown-haired woman’s scream, Fu Qian felt that everyone in the hall was looking his way.

Do you need an invitation to enter this place?

This sudden change made Fu Qian furrow his brows.

And what species was this woman?

Just by glancing, she could tell he didn’t have an invitation?

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Considering the vast difference in their levels, these people hardly had any secrets from Fu Qian’s perspective.

And after the woman shouted, he had looked, and now he was quite certain that there was nothing of the sort on anyone around here.

At this moment in the banquet hall, the atmosphere that had been so hard to build up had come to an abrupt halt.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and nearly a hundred pairs of eyes stared in this direction, without making a sound.

It had to be said that this scene was quite interesting, like playing a giant game of “Red Light, Green Light”.

“You don’t have an invitation?”

The next moment, Fu Qian heard a surprised voice next to him.

The long-haired man seemed to be shocked by this piece of information, his attitude doing a complete one-eighty as if he’d seen something filthy.

Simultaneously, Fu Qian could feel the man’s emotions churning, his features becoming fierce, and even the butterfly mask on his face couldn’t hide it.

It seemed that he was very displeased with his own surprise.

“What’s an invitation?”

Confronted with this man’s questioning, Fu Qian didn’t try to cover up; instead, he looked at him with interest.

“It seems you don’t want to break out of the mood from before?”

Regrettably, the long-haired man didn’t answer him but lifted his head to look behind Fu Qian.

Fu Qian looked back and amidst the deadly stares, two burly men were hurrying over.

Unlike the others, these two were not wearing masks and had faces that looked quite fierce.

Fierceness, in this context, meant that one of them, upon approaching, didn’t even bother with a greeting and just swung a punch directly at him.

Although his stature was slightly less than Captain Gu’s, whom Fu Qian hadn’t seen in a long time, his punch would leave an ordinary person either dead or crippled if it landed.

Especially considering that the punch was aimed at the temple.

Were they really going for the kill?

Fu Qian inwardly nodded to himself.

It appeared that for these people, the secrets here were of great importance, certainly more so than the life of an uninvited guest.

Thus, the bodyguards had been instructed with the most reliable solution.

And given the power these people wielded, disposing of him afterwards and dealing with the related issues would be a breeze.

In any case, this was great; it meant he had much more room to maneuver.

In the next moment, facing the slow, snail-like movements of the burly man, Fu Qian remained still and simply exhaled.

Crack!

Amid the pleasing sound, the burst of air effortlessly tore off the man’s arm and calmly carried it away.

The arm left a trail of blood mist and eventually landed lightly in the middle of the dance floor.

The silence was finally broken as men and women, who had only time to put on their clothes, screamed and ran in all directions.

“Who are you?”

As everything unfolded too quickly, the amputated hulk stared in a daze at his arm in the distance, while his partner’s reaction was a beat too slow, still fiercely grabbing at Fu Qian’s neck.

The next moment, both of this man’s hands flew into the air and landed beside his colleague’s arm.

Arghhh!

Only then did the cries of the one-armed hulk begin.

“Transcendents!”

In the face of such a scene, the attendees finally realized what had happened.

In the midst of exclamations, a figure made his way through the crowd and came forward.

The man walked until he was about ten meters away from Fu Qian and removed his mask, revealing an aged face with temples graying.

He looked like someone accustomed to giving orders.

“Even if you are a Transcendent, you can’t do whatever you want here,” he said.

The elder fixed Fu Qian with an extremely fierce gaze.

“The Night Watchman will be here soon; you won’t be able to run.”

From his tone, it was clear that he was the host of the banquet.

He had reacted quite quickly to call for backup so soon.

Fu Qian wore a look of appreciation and did not even budge an inch.

“Don’t worry, I’m not running.”

It was a joke. Although he had reacted, it was a clear case of self-defense.

The Night Watchman might have stringent requirements for Transcendents, but they certainly didn’t expect them to just take a beating.

As for sneaking into the banquet, the chances that the Night Watchman would be interested in dealing with such matters were extremely worrying.

Unless the host detailed the nature of the banquet and emphasized the adverse impact of Fu Qian’s actions on them.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian believed that in front of the Night Watchman, these people would probably not dare to describe their own actions in too much detail.

“Furthermore—”

Fu Qian gestured at the distance between the elder and himself.

“Have you overlooked the fact that although the Night Watchman will be here soon, they are not here yet?”

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Upon hearing this, the elder seemed to suddenly realize his predicament and took a step back, his anger turning into fear.

“That’s more like it!”

Fu Qian nodded in satisfaction.

What people must avoid most is not recognizing their own limitations.

Maintaining a distance of ten meters from an opponent who could take your life at any moment was the appropriate stance.

The elder’s already pale face now lost all its color.

Without giving the elder any more attention, Fu Qian bent a finger and shot a gust of wind behind him.

The next moment, with an explosive roar, a fist-sized lump of Magma burst in mid-air, creating a large fireworks display, dazzlingly beautiful.

Amidst the screams, a whirlwind suddenly rose, sweeping up all the exploding Magma and saving those below from a fiery fate.

And this dazzling tornado of fire did not dare attack them again but was directed straight up to the ceiling, blowing a large hole through it.

“We can’t deal with this; let the Night Watchman handle everything.”

After averting the crisis, the man grabbed his colleague and uttered an all-too-familiar line.

Immediately afterward, the two of them, having reached a consensus, assumed a defensive posture, warily watching every move Fu Qian made.

These rich folks really had the means, hiring two Transcendent bodyguards on the spot, both with some real power.

But what’s with this attitude? Are you worried I might lash out and hurt someone?

Can’t you think for a moment? It seems like you were the ones throwing Firebursts around, right?

While voicing his complaints internally, Fu Qian kept a keen sense of the changes happening in the entire space.

A short while later, he fired an Air Bullet into the air.

In the next instant, a hazy sword light was blasted apart, and along with it, a long sword trembled violently, shivering like a leaf in the wind.

A young man in black struggled greatly to control it, preventing it from flying out of his hand.

On this front, the host wasn’t lying—the Night Watchman had indeed arrived quickly.