"Creak~"

The fragile bed frame emitted a teeth-gritting creak, and the gang members swayed along with it, their knives collecting droplets of condensation in the mist of their breath.

"D4 level alloy, legacy of the Celestial King Battle Gang. That guy spent 300 million Silver Cannons to smuggle the metal in from the outside. In the entire Urban Area, it's the most valuable thing apart from Mokaka's head."

The bald leader leaned in, pressing his alloy fake face, with barely any human flesh left, close to the girl's ear. His tone was calm, yet every word brimmed with murderous intent.

"It's in your hands now. Our 'courier' already confessed. He lost everything at the gambling table, even that piece of alloy was bet away to you."

"We don't know your purpose or your stance, but it doesn't matter. Hand over the metal, and we can wipe the slate clean."

"..."

The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly grinned fearlessly, saying, "A bet is a bet. Even you guys who are used to being arrogant should respect this rule, right?"

"Naturally."

The bald leader didn't deny it, but his fists clenched tighter unknowingly.

"But if one side cheats first, then the rules don't need to be upheld."

Saying this, he deliberately turned his body, revealing several grenades hanging from his waist.

"I know you're quite skilled, have some abilities, but we're not pushovers... If you return the alloy, we can still talk. If not, don't blame us for turning hostile."

As his words fell, the gang members behind him all stepped forward, ready to fight at any moment.

"Do you smell that?"

Suddenly, the girl spoke, her deliberately hoarse voice shaking dust from the light above. A string of crimson warnings flashed in the bald leader's left mechanical eye as he caught the scent of bitter almonds filling the air—an odor associated with death.

"This is your last chance."

A lock of silver hair behind the girl's ear, untouched by ash, suddenly glowed faintly, like moonlight piercing through clouds, momentarily illuminating the fleeting smile at the corner of her lips.

It was a smile tinged with a hint of arrogance, only one who had control over the situation could reveal such an expression.

"If you're not gone in ten seconds, your mouth will kiss your own ass."

Such absurd words left not just the gang members but even the onlookers stunned, unable to comprehend her meaning.

Only Yun You felt a tinge of unease from this bizarre statement and instinctively pulled Tian En back half a step.

"You damned thing!"

The bald leader seethed with anger, unable to believe that despite all his polite words, all he got in return was contemptuous ridicule.

No matter how good his temper was, he could no longer endure it. Immediately he reached back, trying to draw his gun...

But at that moment, the chandelier above them, which had been swaying all along, suddenly snapped, and with a "crack," it fell straight down, landing right in front of the bald leader's feet.

In an instant, sparks scattered like bursting fireworks. Most of them sprayed onto the ground, but a particularly hot ember flew directly onto the bald leader, igniting a flame on the grenades hanging at his waist!

Under normal circumstances, such minor friction wouldn't ignite grenades. Even the shoddiest homemade grenades wouldn't explode so easily.

But this was Floating Island Prison, where makeshift weapons had no safeguards, igniting at the slightest spark!

Thus, those precious grenades exploded directly under the provocation of firelight...

"Boom—!"

The immense force and high temperature tore apart the bald leader's half-human, half-mechanical body instantly.

At such close range, there was no time to react, and he couldn't possibly survive!

As for the other gang members and nearby onlookers, they were blown away, some dead, some injured...

Yet the black-robed girl, who was just as close to the explosion point, raised a hand as if with foreknowledge, blocking her front.

Just with this ordinary block, she stopped the shockwave and flames, leaving the precision instruments and iron bed behind her intact, without a scorch mark...

And when the aftershock of the explosion fully dissipated, the ruined lower half of the bald leader's body fell to the ground, while his head, torn off by shrapnel, flipped several times in the air before finally landing in his own rear end, an expression of incredulous shock as its last.

His end was exactly as the girl foretold, with his mouth kissing his own ass...

The realization method was just a bit gruesome...

In an instant, the originally noisy apartment building fell into complete silence.

People stared blankly at the bald leader's corpse, their expressions identical to the unfortunate guy's—a mix of shocked surprise and disbelief.

A living person, just fine moments ago, suddenly died, and died so ridiculously, killed by a spark...

What's more bizarre is that the girl could foresee everything...

This was beyond the understanding of both the gang members and the onlookers.

They pondered long and hard, unable to find a reasonable explanation, with only one concept echoing in their minds.

"Something supernatural..."

So panic inevitably began to spread, infectious like a virus in the soundless air.

Finally, as the first cowardly gang member started fleeing, the crowd scattered like panic-stricken soldiers.

They feared the girl's oracular words would send their heads kissing their own behinds as well...

The Nest City people love a spectacle, but if a show requires their lives as admission, that's too high a price.

In no time, everyone in the apartment building had fled, leaving only Yun You and Tian En hidden in a corner, still staring blankly at the room.

"Honestly..."

Seeing everyone gone, the hooded girl shook her head, casually complaining, "Always ignoring my words, thinking I was mocking them, taking my warning lightly."

"But do they ever consider, what purpose would I have in mocking them? Feeding my own smugness? I don't have that habit..."

"Sigh."

She sighed, glancing at the corpse on the ground, a hint of displeasure crossing her pretty face.

"You've died easily, but you've left me with a mess."

"Ah, I hate cleaning up!"

Despite her words, the girl began cleaning up the bloodstains, grabbing a mop and bucket.

"This girl is really something."

In the corner, Tian En shook his head and then glanced at Yun You with a smile, "But you saw too, Wu Ming, she's quite impressive, right?"

"..."

Yun You did not immediately answer, simply stared intently at the girl in the room, eyes sharp as a needle.

After a long while, she finally spoke slowly, with a solemn tone...

"She's an Apprentice Death God!"

"And, an experienced Apprentice Death God of higher class!"

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