Chapter 1097: Chapter 1095: Dragon Summit Inn (19)

As expected, not fond of conflict, it immediately fled as soon as it fell slightly behind.

The resolute action of the Ancient Dragon was so admirable that even Fu Qian couldn’t help but marvel.

At the same time, he had absolutely no intention of pursuing the advantage to chase it down.

One must think clearly; sitting in this position, if he hadn’t been driven away by minor characters before, why would he be lured away now?

“Mr. Lu?”

Fu Qian, looking up at the hole in the ceiling, didn’t maintain his proud gaze for long.

Soon, a figure squeezed through the large door that had opened in front.

Slender in build, eyes gleaming, and each strand of hair burning white like a filament-it was the Pregnant Angel Lorin.

And at this moment, a phantom white greatbow was drawn in her hands, with a sharp arrow aimed straight this way.

Such a murderous look could of course not have come from the person who just cried out in surprise; it was Ailina, who peeked out from behind her.

Truly worthy of being the only brain of the team, this one knew the importance of the command center all too well; she wouldn’t stoop to such menial tasks as sticking her face into the bushes.

And the way she utilized Lorin, the Demigod, was, in Fu Qian’s view, quite scientific and reasonable.

Compared to close combat, where the situation changes in an instant, long-distance, charged sniping was obviously more suitable for this kind of unstable high-end power.

As for Ailina’s question, it was easy to understand-I still had the Anchor on me.

Considering the properties of the item, it would normally be impossible for me to appear here, so questioning whether it was an impersonation show or an illusion was not unreasonable.

“Hard work, I’ve arrived a bit late.”

The next moment, Fu Qian slightly bowed his head, his speech courteous, even making a gesture to invite the three to sit at their leisure.

…

After a brief hesitation, Ailina decided not to refuse, while Lorin’s longbow also turned into fluttering feathers, dispelling the alert.

It was quite clear she inclined to believe that her temporary ally had indeed rushed over.

“Mr. Lu, was the Giant Dragon just fighting with you?”

After Ailina, along with Lorin and the stoic guard Cross, entered and found a place to sit not far from the Golden Throne, her gaze immediately went to the hole in the dome.

So, was the attention of the Ancient Dragon just now drawn by Mr. Lu, giving the three of us a chance to make a move?

No matter the motive, it seemed like he really did what a temporary ally should do.

“Yes, it seems to have some prejudice against me. You all arrived quite quickly as well.”

Fu Qian did not deny it, and even took the opportunity to offer praise.

“We tried to follow the trail left by the Gold rain earlier, but luck played a big part too, it just so happened that our position was very close to here.”

Ailina said modestly.

“Unfortunately, the target is still too cautious, not choosing to retaliate even when attacked and injured.”

“So, what is your plan now?”

Fu Qian nodded.

Her strategy had no issues; it was very unlikely to solve a creature of such huge size and divine nature with one strike. Making the first move to leave a wound, inciting rage, and provoking it to counterattack would be an ideal development.

Unfortunately, although the target indeed acted nearly like a beast, it was more akin to a herbivore, opting to flee directly when the going got tough.

“The attack just now not only hurt it but also left a subtle mark, which can help us attempt to track it.”

Ailina responded quickly.

“The only issue is that Lorin can only sense it within a certain range, so if it is set on hiding, then our next move will depend entirely on luck.”

“Or perhaps waiting in a place where it’s more likely to show up, such as a target it failed to kill before?”

Fu Qian added, pointing casually at himself.

“…I can’t deny that this was indeed a consideration, but our primary reason for entering earlier was to check the situation here. We didn’t know it was Mr. Lu here beforehand.”

Ailina didn’t attempt any clumsy cover-up when her thoughts were laid bare, straightforwardly admitting that she had come to chat in hopes of using Fu Qian as bait.

After all, someone who can draw the hatred of an Ancient Dragon the moment it appears must be exceptional.

This idea only solidified further upon discovering the person’s true identity.

“It’s only natural; there’s no need to feel embarrassed.”

Fu Qian showed no displeasure at Ailina’s explanation.

“However, it looks like it’s best to dissolve our temporary alliance from here onwards.”

“As you wish… Do we need to leave this place?”

Regardless, having clearly made use of the other party, it would be normal for this mysterious maverick to feel displeased.

Ailina sighed softly in response to Fu Qian’s suggestion.

Judging by the location of the hole and surrounding traces, Mr. Lu seemed to cherish the Golden Throne, not leaving it for even a step during the attack.

Since he clearly didn’t want to be disturbed, it seemed more polite for the three of them to take their leave.

“That’s up to you, as long as you don’t mind it getting a little too lively in a bit.”

Fu Qian was rather indifferent to this.

Too lively?

While Ailina was pondering the implications of those words, Lorin beside her had white feathers fluttering in her hand, and the great bow had reappeared just like that.

Whoosh!

The moment Ailina realized what was happening, the crisp sound of shattering echoed.

The stained glass on the far side of the hall burst into countless fragments.

And in the next instant, coming into view amidst the penetrating light, was a tense team ready for combat, and Gerard’s familiar face.

Compared to the outside, the hall was still much darker, even with a hole in the ceiling.

Gerard squinted his eyes, taking a moment to recognize the seated figures.

And this discovery made him maintain his stance for quite a while, hesitating to give the order to enter.

They sure got here fast!

Apart from admiration, Fu Qian also understood the unorthodox approach of the Siren Motion Restriction Team.

In a dangerous situation, especially with team members already fallen, how could they not guard against risks to the utmost?

They must have seen what happened in the sky just now, and with the door open, it was highly likely there had been someone inside. If they rushed in and triggered a trap, what then?

Now, however, the situation turned quite awkward, Gerard seemed far more skeptical about life after seeing Fu Qian’s face than Ailina had been.

How could it have been so fast?

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Meanwhile, Ailina, who had quickly calmed Lorin, was also taken aback.

She now understood that by “lively,” Fu Qian likely meant the Siren and the Ji Family.

Their interest in an Ancient Dragon was natural, but Gerard’s group’s swift arrival was surprising.

Their own team had been extremely focused, plus lucky, to have arrived just a little earlier than them.

The previous death did not seem to have made their actions more cautious.