Outside Beijing.
Feng Luan hovered in midair, her long dress snapping in the wind, strands of hair streaming behind her.
Flames had completely engulfed the area before her. The asphalt had melted into black rivers, and the air reeked of burning.
But now, her opponent was no longer that endless horde of rank-and-file monsters.
It was a stroller—a stroller suspended in midair.
More precisely, Feng Luan's opponent was the swaddled baby lying inside, who looked only a few months old.
The baby had fair skin and clear eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.
"A World-Class Wanted Boss. You finally decided to show yourself." Feng Luan narrowed her eyes as flames slowly gathered in her palm.
"I thought you only knew how to hide in the shadows and watch."
Though the baby looked ordinary and adorable, her aura was unmistakably that of a World-Class Wanted Boss.
The baby babbled twice, and a soft white glow rose from the stroller.
The glow felt like a spring breeze brushing against the face, so gentle that it was hard to associate her with a World-Class Wanted Boss.
A young voice rang out, carrying a strange, soothing quality. "Don't be so impatient, big sister. I just think there's no need to fight."
"No need? With things as they are, you're telling me there's no need?" Feng Luan raised an eyebrow.
The baby wriggled in her stroller. The surrounding space warped slightly as a pale white domain silently unfurled.
Within the domain, Feng Luan's flames visibly dimmed.
This was Cradle's innate ability, which reduced the stats of enemies who entered her domain.
But Cradle did not compress the domain any further, maintaining only its minimum range.
She clearly showed little aggression and was merely going through the motions.
A health bar appeared above the baby's