"..."
Zhao Lin opened her mouth, her gaze unconsciously falling on Ye Qiyan's train.
She bit her lip, seemingly wrestling with herself. A moment later, she closed her eyes as though resigned to her fate and kept shaking her head.
"I don't know him! I don't know anything!"
This answer surprised Zhao Xi a little. She reached out to pat Zhao Lin's cheek, then pinched it like some female pervert.
"Oh? You're such a scaredy-cat, but you're still helping him? Could he be your sweetheart? Or perhaps-"
Bang!
Zhao Xi raised her hand, and a shield of lightning intercepted a black bullet.
She straightened up, narrowing her eyes slightly at the shield, which had been partially penetrated.
"Interesting."
"I don't know about interesting, but I don't think bullying some unlucky girl is much fun."
Ye Qiyan appeared a short distance away, wearing a cowboy hat he had gotten from who knew where.
Zhao Xi looked a little surprised at the Ebony in his hand.
"Nice gun. Is it for sale?"
"Sorry, it's not for sale."
"What a shame, then."
Zhao Xi jumped onto the roof of Ye Qiyan's train. Her long legs crossed beneath her tight miniskirt as she leaned forward, propping her cheek on one hand and studying him.
"Is that dragon yours?"
"What dragon? I didn't see one. Lady, you've got the wrong guy. I haven't seen any dragon."
Ye Qiyan still wanted to dodge the question a little.
But when Zhao Xi snapped her fingers and a blue-and-white Hunt Mecha-Dragon appeared, he knew he could no longer bluff his way through this.
"Don't play dumb. I saw it. A Hunt Mecha-Dragon, just like this one. I could smell it. You have a mecha-dragon's scent on you."
"Hunt Mecha-Dragons can only be made with a Blueprint, and that