Chu Ge felt that Mi Xiaolin was fishing for information.
Otherwise, she would have said "as expected," not "actually."
He did not know how she had noticed his invisible sneak attack... but since she could already detect him, continuing to hide felt like making a clown of himself. Pointless. Besides, their guess about his "spatial ability" seemed rather far off the mark.
After a moment's thought, he calmly revealed himself.
So what if he faced them head-on? His resolve as a strong man would begin today.
As Chu Ge's face emerged from thin air, deep hatred flashed through Mi Xiaolin's eyes. John instantly flew into a rage as well. "So it really was you, you little bastard! Son of a bitch... pfft..."
At some point, a lump of xx had been stuffed into his mouth. Chu Ge had casually fished it out of the World Within the Book and transferred it straight into John's mouth.
John's eyes bulged, and he doubled over, vomiting violently in utter disgust.
Chu Ge lowered the finger he had flicked and calmly surveyed his surroundings. A group of foreigners surrounded him, each looking grave.
Chu Ge's methods had exceeded many of their expectations as well. He seemed almost unimaginably powerful.
The mysteries of space were never something ordinary people could understand.
Mi Xiaolin's expression was also extremely grave. She raised a hand in a signal, and the raging heavy metal music finally stopped. Some other foreigners drew guns and herded all the dancing guests into a corner of the cabin.
Cries of alarm and weeping filled the cabin, but gradually subsided until only scattered sobs remained.
Who could have imagined encountering something like this just by going out to sea for a dance?
Dead bodies, guns-the foreign waiters and guards who had seemed so refined