The rising sun cast shadows as a cool morning breeze swept in, distorting the figure atop the dark blue corrugated-metal awning.
"Sorry for the wait."
Lu Bai ended his call with Xu Qiang, put away his phone, and summoned Long Fang.
Wearing a harmless smile, he said softly, "Please, go ahead."
At this, the three deathmatchers present, all wearing large gold rings, tensed and silently prepared to fight.
To be honest, none of them wanted to face Lu Bai this early.
The third-round Ability Pool selection was just around the corner.
For a group of three like them, one more selection meant three more abilities. No matter how you looked at it, waiting was safer than fighting now.
They'd already decided to stay hidden, so they hadn't expected Lu Bai to come looking for them.
The man with a ring on his thumb asked in a low voice, "How did you find us?"
"You just happened to be spotted by a little girl when you hid here last night. Oh, and you don't need to go after her. I already took care of her for you."
With that, Lu Bai brushed nonexistent dust off his clothes and strolled toward the three men.
He did nothing as he approached, yet the three deathmatchers instinctively backed away again and again.
"Come on, don't struggle. Refusing to carry out a death sentence will get you put on a credit blacklist." Lu Bai grinned and raised Long Fang.
"Smiling Face! Aren't you getting a little too cocky?"
The man with the thumb ring's expression shifted several times. At last, he gave a cold snort and quickly formed hand seals.
The next moment, translucent feathers appeared out of thin air and drifted slowly down under his control.
To be fair, it was a beautiful sight.