The instinct for danger Perception honed through countless battles had not dulled because of his weakened body.
On the contrary, the weaker he was, the more cautious Qin Ran became. Never had he been as vigilant as he was at this moment.
Therefore, without a second thought, Qin Ran hurled the blackboard in his hand toward the direction from which the gaze had swept over him, while his right hand flashed toward his waist.
He moved so quickly that his right hand left an afterimage.
The next moment, Aka's Blade was already in Qin Ran's hand.
However, Qin Ran did not turn around. Instead, he lunged forward.
The instant he passed through the restaurant door, Qin Ran flicked his left hand.
Bang!
The restaurant door slammed tightly shut.
After charging forward another two steps, Qin Ran finally turned around and stared solemnly at the closed door behind him.
A formidable enemy!
Anything capable of giving him such a dangerous feeling had to be the most powerful enemy he had encountered since entering this dungeon world.
His mind raced.
At the same time, the fingers behind Qin Ran's back sent a signal to Mimosa.
Drawn out of the kitchen by the loud sound of the door closing, Mimosa covered her mouth and silently retreated back into the kitchen.
The elite "Vicious Hound" stood up, every muscle in its body taut.
The remaining five ordinary "Vicious Hounds" continuously let out warning growls from their throats.
Kelly's phantom appeared around Amy.
"What happened?"
Amy asked in her heart.
She had never seen Qin Ran act so seriously.
Even when facing those practitioners of witchcraft and gu poison earlier, he had remained completely at ease.
"A very powerful presence has appeared outside."
Kelly answered.
"Powerful?"
"How powerful?"
Amy had no real concept of it.