Qin Siyang said, "Are you wary of me because I killed Manderson?"
"Who the hell is Manderson? If you could kill Royt, you might barely be worth my attention." Ander spat out a mouthful of clotted blood. "I'm wary of you because you came with Qian Wendao and his group, yet did nothing but reload ammunition for Fan Baoluo. Were you here to watch the show?"
"The moment Qian Wendao and the others attacked, I knew they couldn't kill me unless Chao Ding showed up. If there was some killing move I didn't know about, it had to be yours."
Qin Siyang slowly clenched his fists.
He had thought himself the hunter, never imagining that, in Ander's eyes, the "hidden blade" he represented had been in plain sight from the start.
"It was precisely to guard against the fatal blow you might unleash at any moment that I had to take Olof's punch head-on. Even though it injured me far more severely than expected, I had to preserve the evasive ability I'd reserved specifically for you!"
"And I was right. Much as I hate to admit it, out of everyone here, only a reckless brat like you has the explosive power to truly threaten my life!"
Ander's words brimmed with smug satisfaction.
He turned to Qian Wendao and the others. "You didn't really think I fought a thousand people single-handedly twelve years ago just by improving my skills and strength, did you? Without the ability to dodge, a thousand people could beat me to death with one punch each!"
Ander sneered. "I told you, I'm invincible within Zone 1. Coming here and walking straight into my trap was your greatest mistake!"
Qin Siyang had to admit that, in both offense and defense, Ander was far stronger than he had anticipated.