Hard Against Hard

"Just battle scars..." Luo Jun had no idea how to explain why he was half-naked, so he could only be vague.

"I've heard of you—the mysterious rising powerhouse from Zhendan. Your name is Night, right?" Fortunately, Gold Emperor did not press the matter. He merely stared at Luo Jun's body, scrutinizing it. "There's no trace of Gang Qi on you. Not Hidden Qi—you have no detectable aura at all... That's highly unusual. Facing a battle of this level without any protection is the behavior of a madman, and it also doesn't explain your flight..."

"Oh..." Gold Emperor stroked his chin. "Is it the hammer in your hand? Although you're holding it and it looks motionless, a closer look shows that your hand has been making tiny vibrations with the hammer all along... Are you using it to hover in the air? But that doesn't conform to the laws of momentum... Unless your hammer can alter weight... No, not gravity, but mass. It can change inertia along with it, and by an enormous degree. Only then could such minute movements support your entire body in midair."

"As for the rest, since I can't see any Gang Qi at all, I can't analyze any of your abilities... Could it be that you simply have no abilities at all?" Gold Emperor openly voiced his analysis of Luo Jun, leaving Luo Jun secretly startled.

"Are you trying to gather information on me?" Luo Jun asked warily. "Like how you analyzed that giant Mecha? You're not about to use some gold coins and banknotes to buy my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs too, are you?"

"My apologies, it's a habit of mine." Gold Emperor chuckled. "Information is the most important thing to a merchant. Gathering intelligence has become an instinct etched into my bones."

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