Chapter 68: Could Her Moves Be Any Bolder?
The production team’s malicious intent was on full display.
They just wanted to see Chi Qian fall flat on her face!
If she always breezed through challenges, wouldn’t that make the show look useless?
She had to be punished!
Inside the room, Chi Qian heard footsteps approaching.
At the lead was Ling Qian, with a few others following behind.
“We’ve checked all the rooms ahead. No one’s there. The prey must be hiding in this one.”
“Kick the door.”
With a loud bang, the door flew open.
Empty.
Ling Qian frowned. “Not here either?”
None of them noticed the figure sprawled against the ceiling, inching along like a spider.
Chi Qian sneered inwardly. Catch her? They were a few hundred years too early.
Like a shadow, she crept across the wall and slipped out of the room without a single sound.
The bad part was—Luo Fan happened to be coming down the hallway.
Completely oblivious, he walked past, never realizing Chi Qian was clinging upside down high on the wall, staring straight at him.
If he had looked up just then, he probably would’ve had a heart attack.
[Sister Qian what the heck are you doing hahahaha, how can anyone crawl across walls this smoothly?!]
[Confirmed—she must’ve been a spider or a monkey in her past life.]
[Where’s she planning to hide next?]
Hide?
Hiding was never in her plan.
Sliding down the wall, she darted into another cabin—and ran straight into Tang Xin.
“Qian Qian!” Tang Xin started to run over, then suddenly froze. “Qian Qian, w-what identity card did you get?”
A little wary, but not much.
“Hunter.” Chi Qian answered with a perfectly straight face. “My mission card says to search this floor for prey. That wouldn’t be you, would it?”
Tang Xin shook her head quickly. “Not me! I’m a hunter too!”
“What’s your mission then?”
Completely unsuspecting, Tang Xin handed over her task card.
[The golden identity card is in the hands of a hunter symbolizing the sun, music, poetry, prophecy, and medicine.]
Chi Qian thought for a moment. Among them, only Luo Fan’s career was music-related, and Shen Jing knew a bit of medicine.
But this clue didn’t really feel tied to professions.
A guess formed in her heart. “Xin Xin, let’s split up. If you find anything, come tell me.”
Tang Xin nodded trustingly. “Okay, but be careful!”
She thought Chi Qian meant investigating quietly.
But when she turned her head, she saw Chi Qian pounding furiously on other people’s doors.
“Is the prey inside? If so, make a sound!”
“Better surrender now, don’t make me lose sleep over this!”
“Anyone in here?!”
Tang Xin: Qian Qian is terrifying QWQ…
What prey would dare show themselves after being threatened like that?!
Chi Qian banged on doors all the way down the hall. Shen Jing and his son, Shen Jiashu, came down the stairs and saw the scene. Not for a second did they suspect her.
After all, what kind of prey would act more aggressive than a hunter?
“Sigh, my task card says the prey is on this floor, but I’ve searched everywhere and can’t find them.” Chi Qian complained.
Shen Jiashu groaned, “Sister Qian, if the prey was here, your door-banging alone would’ve scared them into jumping overboard.”
“Got any clues yet?” Shen Jing asked.
“My task card says the prey is on this floor. What about yours?”
Without hesitation, they answered, “My hint is that the golden identity card is in the hands of a hunter with a silver bow.”
“The prey symbolizes harvest!”
A silver-bow hunter?
And the prey symbolizes harvest?
Tch. Her brain was starting to itch—felt like it might actually grow some cells.
Her eyes lit up. “I just heard strange noises from a storage room earlier. Want to go check it out together?”
Shen Jiashu: “Sure, sure, the more the merrier!”
Chi Qian led them into the storage room— then promptly tied them both up.
Shen Jing and Shen Jiashu stared at each other in shock.
And then tears of regret rolled down their faces.
“Sis Qian, you’re heartless!” Shen Jiashu whined. “I don’t have any game experience at all now!”
Chi Qian pulled out a gag and gave him a sweet smile. “Come on, open your mouth.”
“…”
Obediently, he opened his mouth, and the gag went in.
[Congrats to Sister Qian for scoring a double kill!]
[Honestly, it’s their fault for being so easy to trick.]
[She caught both Shen Jing and his son, but spared Xin Xin? That’s bestie sugar right there!]
After cleaning up the father-son duo, Chi Qian left.
At the restaurant on the second floor— she suddenly bumped into Luo Fan.
And the worst part? He had already found a hunting rifle.
“Chi Qian!” Luo Fan raised the gun, pointing it at her. “I know you’re the prey. Don’t move!”
All the humiliation he’d suffered during the “Garbage Cleanup Battle”—he was going to settle the score right now!
Chi Qian loved eating, right?
Fine—after she lost, he’d make sure every meal she had was nothing but steamed buns and water!
“You don’t actually think you can hit me, do you?” Chi Qian asked calmly. “What’s the point of holding a shotgun? Can you even aim?”
Luo Fan laughed smugly. “Who do you think you’re underestimating? Don’t come crying and begging me to spare you later.”
His last role had been a cop, and he’d even trained for it. Taking her down would be easy.
“Ooooh, I’m so scared.”
“Good. Stay scared.” Luo Fan pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The paintball flew out, but just before it could smack her forehead, Chi Qian tilted her head and dodged—then moved.
She weaved through his rapid-fire shots, her speed so insane she left afterimages, and in a flash, she was right in front of him. With one sharp chop, she struck his wrist!
Clatter.
The shotgun dropped. Chi Qian slammed a fist into Luo Fan’s stomach, twisted his arm behind his back, and pinned him down.
“You over there tracing human outlines? Rookie.”
Luo Fan howled in pain.
He honestly couldn’t process it.
What kind of monster could dodge seven bullets in a row?!
Could her moves be any more outrageous?!
Chi Qian yanked away his mission card, picked up the shotgun, snapped it in half with her bare hands, and tossed it in the trash.
Luo Fan felt a chill down his neck, like it was his own skull that had just been cracked in half.
Was she raised on spinach or something?!
What the hell did the Chi family feed her growing up?!
Chi Qian was just about to stuff Luo Fan into a storage room when, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone approaching.
It was Luo Zichuan.
He silently took in the scene, hesitated, then said, “…I surrender?”
[LMAO could you at least pretend to struggle first?!]
[Little bro watched Sis Qian beat people into the ground and decided he’d like to live a few more years.]
Luo Fan’s face turned green.
Surrendering right off the bat—did this guy have no shame?!
Unwilling to accept it, Luo Fan took advantage of Chi Qian talking to Luo Zichuan to try sneaking away.
But Chi Qian had been stepping on his shoelace the whole time to keep him from running.
He hadn’t noticed. When he spun around suddenly, momentum yanked him face-first onto the ground.
And in that glorious instant, his sweatpants slipped down with a whump.
Cold air swept over his legs—it felt like he’d just shoved two frozen peaches down there.
Even colder, though, was the blazing red underwear now exposed to the world.
On the back, bold letters screamed: “Luo Fan, Number One Badass Under Heaven.”
