For a while.
Wen Manny finally came to her senses.
With an expressionless face, she flicked out two rounds of cold light, and in an instant, a circle of ghosts around her were effortlessly sliced into meat chunks.
She slightly narrowed her eyes, gazing at Yi Lin who was smiling faintly not far away, her eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.
Suddenly—
Wen Manny took a long breath, her killing intent silently receding as if it had never been there.
The next second, Wen Manny said with a smile, "I thought you were only good at assassination, but it turns out your brain works pretty well too."
"You flatter me, just a little smarter than you," Yi Lin responded evenly, her tone humble.
"You win this time," Wen Manny's smile grew more intense, increasingly radiant, "This time, whether it's you or me, the rating will at least be above A-grade. If there's a chance in the next trial, maybe we can join forces—"
Wen Manny's voice trailed off.
