Ignored

Trump lowered his head and looked at the short sword piercing his chest.

The next moment, the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile.

A smile that could only be called eerie.

"Rock. The famous Shadow's Sting!"

"My old partner, you finally came!"

Trump sounded delighted, as though he truly stood before an old friend he had not seen in years. But paired with that eerie smile, his tone sent a chill down the spine.

It felt like a snake slithering down your back, slick and cold.

"That boy Paul always thought you were dead. He even thought I was wasting my time trying to draw you out!"

"But I knew you were still alive!"

"After all, he never knew what that magic book could do... And now he'll never have the chance!"

As Trump spoke, he turned his gaze on Qin Ran.

The curiosity in his eyes was like that of children about to dissect a frog in their first biology class. Qin Ran found it deeply unsettling.

Almost instinctively, Qin Ran stared back.

If he had been able to gauge Trump's Mental Attribute, he would not have hesitated to use Half-Dead Man's Gaze to hit him with Dead Gaze.

"Nice look in your eyes!"

Qin Ran's stare amused Trump.

But amusement was all it was.

Qin Ran was capable, but Trump did not consider him a threat.

He had only one enemy.

Rock, Shadow's Sting!

Snap!

Trump snapped his fingers.

Two fist-sized balls of fire appeared beside him and shot backward with blinding speed,

straight toward a figure moving too fast for ordinary eyes to follow.

Boom!

With an explosion as loud as a grenade, a wave of flame two meters high surged in every direction. In an instant, fire engulfed everything within a ten-meter radius.

Scorching