“Who are you?”

“Insolence!”

A series of shouts echoed across the field. The first reaction of the Stormwind Fury mercenaries wasn’t fear but anger. They had even managed to utterly defeat this large native tribe, while Qianye was but a lone mercenary. He must be tired of living to actually dare step out with such provocative words.

The reactionless crowd watched on as Qianye took aim at Old Meng. Only the strongest among them were astonished. “How come he’s so fast!?”

A crisp gunshot sliced through the Black Grove as the gun spat out a near-translucent tongue of origin flames. It was so faint that it barely looked like fire.

This shot was fired at Old Meng. In that split second, the few champions and viscounts had a single thought: “Where’s the bullet?”

Qianye’s shot was quite strange, but no one had any doubts about Old Meng blocking it. At most, he would receive some heavy injuries. Old Meng was the strongest expert in the group and one of the most well-known soldiers in Stormwind Fury. At his level, a distant shot from experts at the same rank would lose most of its menace—apart from sniper shots,...