What had I just seen?
Everything fell silent. Even the sounds of ship repairs stopped.
The clash had lasted only a few seconds, but it had undoubtedly shocked every spectator.
Rachel included.
Her friend had spoken very highly of Mr. Fang, and he had indeed displayed extraordinary skill. Even so, the ruthless efficiency of his killing had still shaken her.
This guy really was an extremely dangerous person!
She knew the man who had died horribly fairly well. He was one of the strongest people aboard and wielded a supernatural weapon that complemented his abilities.
Even Lan En was usually particularly courteous to him.
Who would have thought he'd be killed in an instant, just like her?
Though it had been nothing more than pure combat skill, without any particularly bizarre tricks, Rachel still felt a chill run down her scalp as she looked at the stark-white fragments of skull in Mr. Fang's hand.
And the fact that he'd barely changed expression the entire time—and was now carefully examining the remains in his hand—only filled her with even more sincere unease.
Was traveling with someone like him really a good idea? The stronger someone was, the more dangerous they seemed!
For a moment, she really wanted to talk to Li Min again.
Unfortunately, to avoid exposing herself, her friend had been silent since the fight began, hidden beneath the clothes Rachel had draped over her.
"Hm?"
Just then, she heard the cultured Mr. Fang sound slightly puzzled.
Looking up, she saw him holding a bone fragment beneath his nose and sniffing it carefully, his face full of surprise.
"Mr. Fang, what's wrong?"
It wasn't Rachel who asked, but Lan En across from them.
Looking at the corpse, which had only now slowly toppled at his feet, Lan En eventually raised