Chapter 22: The One Hundred Percent Chance of Being Kicked Away Constitution

"How many are there like us?"

"What do you want?" Tan Mingxue looked wary. In fact, it wasn't just her; Qi Xue was also stunned, completely unable to fathom why Fu Qian would ask such a thing.

"Got it. Not many." Fu Qian nodded.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Qi Xue became interested.

Fu Qian pointed at Tan Mingxue. "Judging by her personality, if there were many, her reaction wouldn't be like this. It would more likely be something along the lines of 'there are enough of us to blast you into dust.'"

Haha! Qi Xue froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. He eventually found it so amusing he began slapping his thigh, completely ignoring the livid expression of the person in question.

"You're not wrong." After the laughter died down, Qi Xue adjusted his glasses. "Mingxue is the leader of Team Two, and I’m in charge of the affairs for Team One. While there are quite a few Nightwatchers in this city, when it comes to our level, there truly aren't many."

"But don't say I didn't warn you—our boss..." Qi Xue gestured upward. "She is on an entirely different level. You’d best not entertain any strange ideas."

*I see. A large number of grunts, a handful of powerful minions, and a big boss presiding over everything.*

Fu Qian summarized the situation in gaming terms, gaining a rough estimate of the landscape he faced in this 'Asura Mode.' Precious intelligence—not a wasted trip.

Fu Qian nodded. "If that’s all, I’ll be off." He needed to get back; every second wasted here increased the risk of having to restart.

"Don't you want to know why the Wen family is in such a predicament?" Qi Xue asked suddenly as he saw Fu Qian truly rising to leave.

*As expected, there’s a catch. Too bad I’m not actually interested in knowing.* Time was Miss Wen’s life, and his money and mission. However, to avoid unnecessary suspicion, Fu Qian reluctantly stood still.

"Let’s hear it. But if I recall correctly, Team Leader Tan just said there was no specific targeting of the Wen family."

"That statement wasn't wrong. There is no targeting, but the Wen family certainly isn't receiving any favors. It’s enough to give them a headache just by us doing things by the book."

Qi Xue spread his hands. "Actually, we don't have any prejudice against Wen Li, but the Wen family’s business interests are too broad; they even touch upon some gray areas that have caught our attention. While we don't handle minor infractions, we do keep a record of certain accounts."

"Only the first sentence of that load of nonsense has any meaning." Fu Qian glanced at Qi Xue. "Is there any influential family that’s actually clean? Would you really be bored enough to care about that? Tell me, what is your actual prejudice against Wen Li?"

Uh... Qi Xue paused again, then laughed and turned to Tan Mingxue. "I like this guy more and more. His strength is quite impressive, and he’s sharp. He’d be good enough to be recruited as a full-time member."

"Ruthless and of unknown origin," Tan Mingxue huffed, giving him only those two descriptors.

"You're right about that." Qi Xue pulled a cigarette from somewhere, took a drag, and instantly turned somber. "The problem does indeed lie with Wen Li."

"Psychic-type Awakened ones are rare. We’ve actually been watching her for a long time."

"Although her abilities were quite weak at the beginning, it was the first time such an ability had appeared, making it quite valuable. As she continued to grow, we discovered more and more surprises, even marking her file for special attention, thinking we might provide some appropriate guidance when the time was right."

"However, it’s a pity. Not long ago, we received a notification that her file classification had been adjusted to 'Wait and See.'"

"It essentially means: keep observing, but do not interfere. You understand?"

*Understood.*

Fu Qian had felt something was off earlier; he hadn't expected there to be such an underlying story. With the power of the Nightwatchers, they wouldn't care about any benefits the Wen family gained through Wen Li. To go from high expectations to 'wait and see' could only be for reasons pertaining to her personally. It seemed his guess was correct—anything involving items contained in the warehouse was bound to be abnormal.

Of course, abnormal or not, his mission had to be completed.

By the time he returned to the Wen residence, it was already noon. Qi Xue and the others were decent enough to send Fu Qian back by car. By now, Fu Qian had become a prominent figure in the Wen mansion; several versions of why he had been taken by the Nightwatchers were already circulating. Word had reached Wen Li early on; she was cautious enough not to run out to greet him, but one could still sense her relief through the intercom.

"Mr. Fu, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" Wen Li rushed to meet him the moment he stepped into the living room.

"No, Team Leader Tan and the others were very hospitable. We had a quite pleasant conversation." Fu Qian assessed Wen Li, confirming that nothing had happened to her during his absence. He recalled what Qi Xue had said at the Nightwatcher base.

*Is this reliable? The condition for completing my mission is for this girl to successfully advance to the Sixth Rank.* But according to Qi Xue, she was highly unconventional—even the Nightwatchers had adjusted their expectations to 'wait and see.' If she never leveled up, was he supposed to stay here as a bodyguard forever?

"Quite... pleasant?" This clearly shocked Wen Li. When Tan Mingxue had come to take him, her attitude had been far from friendly. That Fu Qian could return safely and so quickly was well beyond her expectations. Based on his words, it sounded like he’d been invited over as a guest.

"Well... alright. Would you like to take a rest?" Wen Li didn't press further; she was already very grateful that he had returned so quickly.

"No need." Fu Qian waved his hand, looked at Wen Li, and asked the question he cared about most. "When do you estimate you can complete your advancement?"

*When?* Wen Li’s expression shifted. "Does Mr. Fu have new arrangements?"

"Please rest assured, I have a feeling it won't be long now."

"I have been at the Seventh Rank for a long time. I can feel that I am only a step away from a breakthrough, but Psychic-type advancements often require a catalyst, so it’s hard to confirm an exact time. However, it will definitely be soon."

"Once I advance to the Sixth Rank, I will have some self-preservation ability, and I won't take up too much of your time..."

Just as she was earnestly explaining to Fu Qian, Wen Li suddenly received a notification. With a look of pleasant surprise, she ran to open the door.

"Dad, why are you back so soon?"

A weary-looking Wen Xiuxian walked in. "Things didn't go smoothly, so I came back early." Wen Xiuxian’s mood was clearly low; he only managed a faint smile upon seeing his precious daughter. "Mr. Fu is here too. I heard about this morning—it seems they didn't make things difficult for you. Thank you for your hard work these past two days."

"It's nothing." Fu Qian stepped forward silently. While exchanging pleasantries with Wen Xiuxian, his eyes remained fixed on Wen Li. The look of pleasant surprise on her face had vanished, replaced by a frown as she looked at her father, her expression filled with confusion.

*Something is wrong.* A cold light flashed in Fu Qian’s eyes as a suspicion in his heart was confirmed.

The next moment, Miss Wen was kicked flying once again.