Chapter 385 Book 7 Battle Royale 1
The pre-dawn chill of the Aster Province—a blend of mountain air and encroaching desert dust—seeped into the cold stone of the White Lotus Valley quarters. Li An stood by her window, the only sound the faint, rhythmic whir of her chi battery necklace while she practiced manipulating its chi.
She was exhausted, but satisfaction pulsed beneath the fatigue. The flying dagger, Abu Ramna's prized weapon from yesterday's victory, lay disassembled on her makeshift workbench. After hours of careful analysis, aided by her AI, Zhi, she had found the flaw and the reason why that guy seemed no chalant when giving her the prize.
"This thing is not useless… Only broken," she muttered.
