"Who stole your kill..."
Upon reaching the ground floor, Ling Mo discovered that this incident indeed had some dramatic elements...
Just now, as Ling Mo was dealing with the long-haired youth on the upper level, Xia Na had also made her way to the mall on this floor.
At first glance, apart from the decaying goods, there was not a single human shadow in sight.
Meanwhile, a long-haired girl was slowly navigating the dimly lit mall with a scythe in hand.
The tip of the blade scraping against the ground produced a piercing "squeak!" noise.
This scene, no matter how you looked at it, was quite eerie.
Suddenly, the girl spun around violently, wielding the scythe in a crescent arc, striking with impressive force behind herself.
"Clang!"
In the void, a sharp sound of metal clashing rang out, even sparking a little.
"Hmph, trying to sneak attack me?"
A sly smile appeared on Xia Na's lips, her scythe relentlessly slashing forward with great speed.
