Shen Mochen turned around and saw Fuzi's eyes flickering with crimson light, her body poised defensively.
"Don't be rash!" Shen Mochen hurriedly backed away.
From the wariness in Fuzi's eyes, he could tell she no longer considered him an ally. Her body was taut, ready to strike at any perceived threat.
This was something Shen Mochen couldn't risk, the previous move had been terrifyingly powerful, but now he was powerless. If Fuzi misread the situation, dying on the spot would be a damn unjust end.
"Can I still trust you?" Fuzi asked, holding a gun.
Shen Mochen raised his hands, "Nonsense, I am your son-in-law!"
"Ex-son-in-law."
Fuzi lowered the gun.
Her caution was understandable; that world-shattering superpower was clearly a secret Shen Mochen wished to keep hidden. Having stumbled upon his secret, it wasn't impossible he would opt for silence by murder.
