Chapter 107: The Hunter's Thirst for Blood (Part Seven)_1

Working overtime, indeed!

Fu Qian concealed his breath as he silently observed what lay ahead.

Before him stood the Night Watchmen Base.

After parting ways with Wen Li, he did not return to his bookstore but came back to this place once again.

It was already dark, yet the Night Watchmen Base was still brightly lit.

People could be seen constantly entering and leaving, even more frantic than during the day.

This indicated that the incident at the banquet had already reached here, setting this massive organization into motion.

Fu Qian touched his face, his facial muscles swiftly adjusting.

Of course, he was not there just to watch the fuss.

The more the Night Watchman worked overtime, the closer he was to mission failure.

Passive waiting had never been his style; taking the initiative was the right path.

And he had a plan for just that.

As The Art of War states, create confusion to catch fish in muddy waters.