The unstoppable heart-burning demon's claw was actually sucked over by it.
With a slap of the claw, the fingertip top was safe and sound, and all the force dissipated completely. As for the so-called heart-breaking Qi, it was only useful for living things. Wasting it on such a dead thing was like playing the zither for cows.
"It's you!"
Ji Chi coldly looked at the short figure who was slowly walking towards him. It was his former superior, the former fifth seat and the president of the Disciplinary Committee, Han Qi.
"We haven't fought for a few years. You don't seem to have made any progress, little Chi?"
With one hand in his pocket and the other playing with the spinning top on his fingertip, Han Qi calmly walked to a spot twenty meters away from him and stood still.
"Same to you!"
