"Overseas people..."
This was basically Ji Yan's first time entering an Eerie Dungeon and seeing people from the overseas West.
Then, his gaze moved up, landing on a bizarre letter tattoo on the other person's dark forearm, at the bicep...
"White Chess Player B."
Ji Yan's expression remained unchanged, his brow furrowed with doubt.
At this juncture,
as the Acting Nightmare Lord, he should have hidden, only needing to let the [Eerie Opera Singer] deal with himself.
Instead, why expose himself?
Showing off? Mocking? Flaunting?
These meaningless behaviors did not look like something a high-tier player would do, let alone a chess player who obtained the codename letter "B"...
Ji Yan retorted, "Since you knew I was looking for you, you still showed your face?"
Baron twitched the corner of his mouth. "Your brain isn't too slow."
"You saw through the trickiness of this [Eerie Opera Singer], knew that killing it was useless, and that to solve it from the root, you can only kill me as the 'Acting Nightmare Lord'."
"Since I dared to show up actively, I naturally know what I'm doing in my heart."
Baron stared casually at Ji Yan with a half-smile. "You..."
He spat out a word, then abruptly cut off.
Something piping hot flowed between his brows...
When his finger touched it, it was sticky with black blood.
He saw that a thumb-thick hole had been pierced right between his brows, and blood was flowing like a spring, impossible to stem.
Behind him, a bloody [Burial Coffin Nails] was firmly nailed into the wall.
"You fellow, you don't talk about marti..."
Baron's pupils contracted.
He fell straight down onto the ground.
Black blood plasma spread out along the floor.
Ji Yan took back that [Burial Coffin Nails], grasping the fresh blood on it.
Yet