"Did you think you were the only one capable of setting traps?"
The sudden pincer attack from front and back immediately plunged Fu Qian into a perilous situation.
At the same time, Ji Yicheng's wild laughter was also transmitted through the air.
It was quite obvious that his reaction just now was largely an act, pretending to focus on unraveling Fu Qian's schemes while he had already secretly laid out a counter-trap.
The Angelic Corpse standing at the other end of the beam appeared to have gone through considerable destruction previously.
Not only was its torso and limbs damaged, but its right arm was also severed at the shoulder.
This didn't necessarily result from breaking free of restraints; Colson likely caused some damage during his frenzy inside.
In the face of the beam's ambush, Fu Qian's response was straightforward.
He turned and stepped forward.
Blasting out another living shield, he blocked the insidious strike and had already closed in on the corpse.
