The moment his Ability manifested, the Participant's power was revealed without any attempt at concealment.
Fang Ran simply took out a card.
"What is that? Another one of those magical cards?"
Seeing Fang Ran's action and recognizing the pitch-black card he had handed her at Night Pearl, Veronica showed a rare hint of curiosity.
He had neither been surrounded in an instant nor had the silver-haired figure behind him put a gun to his head.
Fang Ran placed the card blackened by the Phantom Card onto the table between his fingers. Hearing the unusually interested amusement in her voice, he silently asked:
"By the way, I've always wanted to ask—aren't you afraid I might do something to you when we meet like this?"
"Fang Ran, do you want to do something to me?"
With her bare shoulders and arms posed seductively, Veronica seized every opportunity as she smiled and asked him in return.
Then, only after seeing Fang Ran's amusing expression, she smiled as she answered amid her unhurried meal:
"Indeed, when facing someone whose strange Abilities are unknown, one should normally avoid direct contact to prevent harm."
"But I believe you wouldn't do such a thing, Fang Ran."
"You would neither directly threaten my life with violence nor use covert means to interfere with my thoughts and actions."
Watching her eat with knife and fork, every movement was so exquisite and elegant that she resembled an extraordinarily precious painting, revealing the natural nobility accumulated over many years.
"I am certain of my judgment, which is why I have shown my sincerity by meeting you directly like this."
"After all."
Fang Ran saw a soul-stirring gleam flow through those silver-gray eyes, as though they were conveying some crucial message.
"If you don't even have the nerve to sit at the