Pretending To Be A Boss

The fracture of the Hundred-Handed Wood caused a tremendous noise.

The scent of human blood attracted many foxes.

They were already familiar with the humans and the mystical beings within the wooden hut, so they naturally knew that outsiders had arrived.

After the most dangerous ones were dealt with, these elite three-tailed foxes all leaped out, encircling the monk completely.

Soon, the heart-wrenching screams of the monk could be heard.

The leader of the three-tailed foxes crawled up to Tang Xian, howled, and sniffed at the people from Sky Guardian Fortress who lay on the ground.

Tang Xian didn't understand the language of foxes.

But he saw the fox's panel of requirements.

[Shed human armor 29%]

He suddenly realized that these alloy armors already covered their entire bodies.

And the foxes couldn't bite through them.

Tang Xian shook his head and made a shrugging gesture.

The leader of the three-tailed foxes cocked its head, looked at Tang Xian for a while, then left with fading interest.

The rest of the three-tailed foxes slowly departed as well.

The great battle was over.

Tang Xian turned around and found Gong Kun and the others staring at him as if he were a monster.

Mixed in their gaze was the fear of death.

To die at the hands of an enemy might not be too frightening for them.

But the fear was far greater when facing death at the hands of a stranger.

"Can you still get up?" Tang Xian asked.

Gong Kun nodded, not understanding the implication. Experience tales with empire

"We are both from Huaxia, and I do not wish to trouble you, but don't cause me any problems. I want you to promise me that you won't reveal my location. Don't tell anyone that there are humans living in the forest, and don't mention the wooden hut here. As long as you promise to keep it secret, I'll let you go. Can you do that?"

Tang Xian added:

"Don't lie, I can tell."

Gong Kun and his companions exchanged glances, and after a moment of silence, Gong Kun said:

"We are indebted to you for saving our lives. Though we are swordsmen, we know well that a favor should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. We are willing to swear never to divulge your information."

Tang Xian found this amusing, it being the thirty-first century, yet here he was listening to the sort of speech from ancient times.

He waved his hand and said:

"I'll leave you to deal with these corpses. Drag them back to the Sky Guardian Fortress and hand them over to the scholars at the House of Daedalus. You'll receive decent rewards for this."

Gong Kun was shocked—how did this man know their background? But he didn't dare to ask more questions; the offer was too generous, and indeed very tempting for them.

Tang Xian laughed:

"The people of our country have world-class capabilities in reverse-engineering and imitation. I believe soon you'll be wearing alloy armor just as good as these folks'."

As if a terrifying demon had become the benevolent Creator in just a second.

Gong Kun and his companions were beside themselves with excitement.

Tang Xian spoke with a stern face:

"Alright, now take these people and get out of the forest. I warn you, if I find anyone coming into the forest, I'll hold you responsible."

Tang Xian had turned back into the terrifying demon.

Gong Kun and his companions hastened away with the corpses of the Sky Guardian Fortress hunters.

Once the group had completely vanished from sight, Tang Xian stretched.

Using the Serpent Form had left his back and waist sore.

And no clues had arisen in his sea of consciousness, leaving him feeling like it had been a wasted effort.

"You can come out now," Tang Xian said to Li Xiaoyu.

Li Xiaoyu pushed open the door of the hut and slowly climbed down from the tree house.

Considering her recent experiences, Yu bluntly asked:

"Tang Xian, you once said you have eight talents, is that true?"