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Now that their presence might already be known, Ling Qingyu requested the girls to stay further away and slowly approached the corner, where she guessed, enemies were waiting for them to show up and gifted a welcoming surprise.

It was impolite for her, as the self-proclaimed strongest woman, ahem forget about Tang Ziyi, to not return the favor.

Watching Ling Qingyu approach the corridor with efficient and smooth steps in a professional manner, the three women were at ease. They trusted Ling Qingyu would take them out safely.

Ling Qingyu raised the muzzle at a slight angle downward and pied the corner slowly, leaning her body so that her eyes were exposed before her body did. Her feet shuffled with silent steps as more angle opened up and paused, because her eyes saw an metallic object. A short cylinder rod in black.