My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 350 - 195: Testing Zhang Fuguang’s Assassination Techniques (3)

Chapter 350: Chapter 195: Testing Zhang Fuguang’s Assassination Techniques (3)

People run out to drink, and you’re on alert here?

No way?

"Mr. Changqing, where’s my dad?" At this moment, Zhang Siyao ran out, curiously asking.

"Your dad? I didn’t see him, he might have gone out to drink. Don’t worry, he’ll be back soon." Li Changqing said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Even though she found it strange that her father suddenly went out to drink, Zhang Siyao didn’t ask much, thinking maybe her dad also had troubles.

"Siyao, you go back to sleep first. Your dad will be back soon." Li Changqing said with a smile.

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Siyao went back to sleep.

Just as Zhang Siyao closed the door, Zhang Fuguang suddenly made his move!

Not from below, but from the shadow of a branch of the tree beside Li Changqing. Zhang Fuguang extended two fingers, aiming for Li Changqing’s throat.

Just at the moment Zhang Fuguang struck, Li Changqing also reached out, his movements surprisingly faster than Zhang Fuguang’s.

Two fingers were already pointing at Zhang Fuguang’s forehead.

On those two fingers contained an astonishing Sword Intent, which, albeit fleeting, was incredibly pure.

It seemed to be infused with many aspects of the Sword Dao.

This changed Zhang Fuguang’s expression.

Li Changqing’s response was actually faster than his.

As members of the Blood Shadow Sect, they assassinate with extreme speed, giving people no time to react.

From his appearance to attack was just a flash, ordinary people simply had no chance to react.

Yet Li Changqing reacted and even managed to slash him.

The terror of that one finger, although momentary, Zhang Fuguang still knew it could have killed him.

"Did you hold back?" Li Changqing raised an eyebrow.

"No, I didn’t." Zhang Fuguang shook his head.

"But it was quite interesting." Li Changqing smacked his lips and said: "I didn’t expect you to come out from there."

"How did Mr. Changqing react so fast?" Zhang Fuguang was somewhat disbelieving.

So far, Zhang Fuguang’s assassination attempts had hardly failed.

Before, he only had a setback at Lin Qingyi’s hands.

Unexpectedly, he failed again today.

This made Zhang Fuguang almost feel a sense of defeat.

Originally, he thought, apart from the Immortals on earth, there was no one he couldn’t kill, but now it seems he underestimated the heroes of the world.

"My Divine Soul is strong, so I could react the moment you appeared, so you don’t need to feel defeated." Li Changqing told the truth.

This puzzled Zhang Fuguang: "I once tried to assassinate the Painting Saint, but he didn’t react."

"Why did Mr. Changqing..."

"Because he is not as good as I am." Li Changqing said calmly.

His tone was flat, but it sounded especially boastful.

What about the Painting Saint?

Entering the Immortal level of the Divine Soul Realm, one could step into the Painting Saint’s level, but above the Immortal level, there is the Throne level.

Even at the Throne level, Divine Soul masters are still called the Painting Saints.

Not to mention the legendary Great Freedom level.

Although Li Changqing didn’t have a clear concept of his own Divine Soul Realm, after so many incidents, Li Changqing could roughly guess that his Divine Soul Realm was at least at the Throne level.

He might even be approaching the Great Freedom level.

But to truly break through to Great Freedom, he currently couldn’t do it.

At this point, even Zhang Fuguang had to admit, "Mr. Changqing, your boasting is impressive."

"Sigh, but experiencing your Blood Shadow Sect’s assassination just now, I did have some reflections."

Li Changqing sighed softly.

Hearing Li Changqing say this, Zhang Fuguang felt a bit better.

"Has Mr. Changqing realized the terror of our Blood Shadow Sect?" Zhang Fuguang said solemnly.

"Not really."

Li Changqing patted Zhang Fuguang’s shoulder: "I just sighed that no matter what field you work in, it’s not easy. For you to hide for several hours just to kill someone, it’s really tough for you. By the way, you’re okay since you hide in shadows. What if a Blood Shadow Sect assassin, after understanding your Sect’s Cultivation Technique, got unlucky and had to hide in a pile of poop, how would they endure several hours?"

Zhang Fuguang: "..."

"Don’t talk about leaving, just stay by my side, protect yourself, and that will be enough. You don’t need to worry about me. Wash up and sleep, we have things to do tomorrow." After saying that, Li Changqing went straight back to bed.

Zhang Fuguang smiled wryly, realizing anew the terrifying power of Mr. Changqing from his household, exceeding his imagination.

If that’s the case, he’ll just take it one step at a time.

Went back to sleep.

Early the next morning, Li Changqing woke up.

"Good morning, Mr. Changqing."

Li Changqing got up and saw Zhang Fuguang cleaning the courtyard.

"From now on, don’t do this kind of work. Didn’t we hire several servants? Let them do it." Li Changqing said.

Getting such a skilled assassin to sweep the floor—what a waste of talent!

"Uh, then what should I do, Mr. Changqing?" Zhang Fuguang asked curiously.

"I’m planning to start a small business, and I want your help." Li Changqing said with a smile: "Besides, I found out yesterday that there are a few private schools in town. We can send Siyao there for classes."

"Yes." Zhang Fuguang was quite moved, never expecting Li Changqing to be concerned about Siyao’s education amidst his busy schedule.

"So, Mr. Changqing, what kind of business do you plan to start?"

"Open a painting studio?"

Li Changqing shook his head: "Something simpler, not too flashy. I plan to open a small tavern, whether it makes money or not doesn’t matter. Mainly because it’s closer to my son."