"...Good tactics."
This time, Master Grimshaw finally stopped his leisurely steps and turned around in admiration.
"Even very honest, you had already told me before... that you are an arsonist who can ignite everything."
While speaking, Fu Qian looked down at his chest. This time the marked spot on the clothes couldn't be saved, torn open into a large hole.
Meanwhile, exposed beneath was no longer skin crystallized after being shot.
Bright and transparent, like cold spikes illuminated by moonlight, they were forming from that center, surging outward, unleashing terrifying power in their shattering.
"How could this be..."
Yet, even with such a dramatic appearance, Lady Thirteen seemed dissatisfied, unable to believe the other could still move freely.
"Could it be a strategy thought of from the start? The exploding bullets only work when they hit the target, so why not just explode the person? Shooting is just to attract attention."
