"A skill like that... How could you... possibly..."
Before she could finish, the two halves of her body collapsed to the ground, her Soul incinerated into nothingness by the Cyan Flame.
"Who sent you to kill me?"
Zhou Chen's gaze was cold as he looked down upon the man slumped on the ground. He mimicked the overbearing, superior aura Li Xiye projected as the "Tyrant," hoping to overwhelm the man's mind.
The man bit his tongue hard and spat a mouthful of blood at Zhou Chen. The blood evaporated in midair from the terrifying heat radiating from the Body of Steel Melting. Along with it, wisps of a Curse were also burned away.
"Let me guess. Your target was clearly me. You dared to attack in broad daylight, regardless of the consequences, and you even brought a powerful Forbidden Object like the Soul-Catching Camera... It has to be the Saw Murder Association, right?"
The man didn't answer, his mind racing to find an escape route.
Zhou Chen suddenly sighed. "It seems so."
