Jiang Cheng's pupils shrank. He immediately realized who the man was: Xia Tan, along with the group of resistance fighters he led.
"Xia Tan is strong, but without this thing, he couldn't possibly have badly wounded the Old President, let alone escaped from the Ghost Chariot." Lin Wan'er sighed. "But the Night Watch were clearly well prepared this time. They learned their lesson from last time and actually found that woman."
"Who?" Jiang Cheng asked in surprise. It sounded like the enemy had someone specifically equipped to counter this weapon.
"Xiu Niang. The woman wearing a rusty iron mask over half her face." Following Lin Wan'er's gaze, Jiang Cheng spotted her standing beside the Candle Bearer. She hadn't joined the fighting. "She isn't especially strong compared with the others, but her ability is a hard counter to ours. She can rust any metal weapon. We didn't know she was here, and according to our intelligence, she died a long time ago—and not on this train. We were fooled. The weapons we brought, including our guns, are all useless now."
"Then won't this secret weapon be..." Jiang Cheng was really only concerned about that.
To his surprise, Lin Wan'er shook her head, sounding confident. "The weapon's casing was specially treated. Unless Xiu Niang can touch it, she can't do anything to it from this distance. We took many complicated factors into account while making it."
"Actually, No. 1 would have been the best match for that weapon. After we found him, we planned to use his ability to open a portal and send the weapon straight to the Old President. But the Old President never showed up, and the Night Watch were also guarding against us trying to cut off the head of the snake."
"They used their abilities to split