It wasn't the painted woman's fault. Anyone bold enough to come to Capital City had to be unafraid of death. They'd simply been caught before they had time to act. Besides, there was still one left.
He remained expressionless and said nothing. The painted woman nervously touched the Medal on her chest, then dutifully pulled out a little handkerchief and went behind him to wipe the water from his head.
"Oxygen Supply" squeaked as she rubbed it, but it was raining, so no matter how many times she wiped, it was pointless. Still, she worked with great enthusiasm, wringing out the soaked handkerchief and starting again.
A love of hard work deserved praise.
Xu Huo gave her some candy and sent her off to play nearby.
With World in the Painting before him, Xu Huo rested his elbows on his thighs, turning the cube in his hand as he said to the person in the painting, "It's not convenient to talk like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black-and-white grid spread out from beneath his feet, quickly connecting him to the Picture Frame. It rose around them, then closed overhead, forming an enclosed space.
The Stone beneath Xu Huo turned into a chair. Codename A emerged from the boundless black space as well and sat opposite him.
The instant they faced each other, A shot out a hand like lightning, aiming for Xu Huo's throat. But when he stood, his clothes were attached to the chair. The chair remained fixed in place, naturally pinning him where he was.
"Don't rush. Let's talk first." Xu Huo gestured for him to calm down.
Codename A sat back down, his expression calm. "Looks like I won't be leaving here alive today. How did you do it? Make a Player lose their