Fog City region, Stokeley Park.
Golf course.
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Standing at the tee, Xia Xiu slowly drew back the forearm he had swung with. He did not even need to look to know his ball had definitely gone into the hole. For a Thaumaturgist at his stage, breaking the limits of mortal sporting records was child's play.
"Miss Euliphis, I've noticed you've just been standing there watching. Would you like to play too?" Xia Xiu asked Sharon Euliphis, who stood stiffly beside him, with a smile.
It was now the fourth hour since Euliphis's [Defection]. After obtaining the [Balmung Holy Sword], Xia Xiu had put it away in his [Meta Field]. As he had expected, even inside Phase Space, the [Holy Sword Mark] did not disappear. It still marked his location at every moment.
He did not care, though. Let it mark him. He had already wiped out the red side's active Yellow Card forces in Fog City at the River Windrush anyway.
"No, no need. You... sir, just enjoy yourself."
Sharon smiled awkwardly and declined the blond young man's enthusiastic invitation. She still remembered the regret on his face after her [Defection]. This fellow had actually regretted not getting to slaughter her. Were all Heaven's Angels this ruthless?
"Really? A shame not to play."
Xia Xiu casually placed his club in the round rack beside him and settled into a white lounge chair in the rest area. Then he picked up the amber-colored Oolong Tea Wine on the table beside him, brought it to his lips, and took a sip before saying unhurriedly:
"The twelfth."
Sharon could not help shuddering at his words. Her face began to pale, because she had once again spotted that large, white-furred, red-eyed dog carrying a thoroughly dead male corpse in his mouth with an