The smile that was always on Kafei's face was nowhere to be seen.

Before he could regain his composure, Andasu's feet powered up, swiftly advancing like a phantom.

Before she arrived, her fragrant breeze did; Kafei knew she was attacking, but her speed left him uncertain about how to dodge, so he simply lifted his saber, swinging it into a blur. A wave of hot wind surged up.

This Desert Treasure Saber was merely Tier Three Equipment, but it was of good quality, and its spirituality could allow the blade to heat up under the influence of magic power.

Achieving Tier Four, saber-wielder Kafei could concentrate heat on the blade, taking its scorching level up a notch, palpable even from a distance.

At such high-speed slashing, merely grazing a common person could easily tear through flesh, while his defensive swings intertwined into a scorching barrier.

Andasu circled around the leader of The Sandbone Group, unable to find a better opportunity to strike.

Kafei's tense expression slightly relaxed, but two round objects rolled across the ground.

They were two not very regular metallic balls, and Kafei was unsure of the situation, but he didn't want them to get close, so he retreated with several backward steps.

The two little balls seemed to have eyes, constantly following him.

"Damn it!"

Kafei stretched his foot to kick them, wanting to send them flying.

But just before his toe touched the balls, they exploded, spreading out two nets that immediately ensnared half of his body.

The two nets weren't very large, dragged open by some steel nails; when exploding, the nails shot everywhere, some embedding into the arena floor, ensuring Kafei was controlled by the nets.

"You think you can trap me with this?!"

He raised the hot saber to slice at the nets, easily cutting them open, but at the same time, his nostrils were filled with a strange, slightly spicy fragrance.

A dagger with a green oily sheen stabbed in at a tricky angle; in the hands of a Tier Four Assassin, the blade, shaped by magic, quietly pierced his neck.

Andasu stepped over the fallen corpse of The Sandbone Leader, wiping the blood off the dagger on his body.

"Oh dear," Bonnie sighed, "So many dead, it's going to take a while to deal with them. The Weapon Master has given us quite a lot of trouble."

"Say a few less words, sis," Penny said helplessly.

Apart from Bonnie, who said whatever was on her mind, after Li Ang gave the orders for The Sandbone Group members to commit suicide, even though they were nominally allies, all the Sand Beast Gang members present became momentarily chilled and silent.

Andasu walked up to Li Ang and said softly, "Thank you. Twice now."

After she met with the "Weapon Master," the congregants' eyes lit up with fervent intensity, watching eagerly.

The beast-eared maiden, bathed in their gaze, trembled slightly.

She hesitated for a moment and then said to Li Ang, "Come with me."

Andasu turned back to the courtyard, Li Ang following behind, led by her through the dim passageway in the middle of the building into another room nearby.

The room was in darkness; the maiden gestured for Li Ang to enter, then closed the door.

The room smelled heavily of engine oil, metal, and paint, but Andasu's scent of blood overpowered it all.

The room's lights were turned on, revealing the surroundings.

Broken or half-repaired mechanical parts, various tangled wires, design sketches either hastily or meticulously drawn, the roll gate on the other side of the spacious room... This was clearly Andasu's workshop.

Apart from the chair in front of the workbench, the only other place to sit was a reclined chair in the corner, while the rest of the space was either filled with tools or cleared to leave bare ground for a small flying airship.

"This is my room."

Li Ang saw the reclined chair equipped with a blanket, next to it the room's only feminine-looking small cabinet, stocked with clean toiletries.

It was not just a workshop; she lived here regularly.

"I'm the only one who comes here, so it's convenient to talk."

Andasu pulled the chair in front of the workbench over to Li Ang, while she sat on the narrow reclined chair used for sleeping.

"Penny, Bonnie, and the other brothers... they all, like you, fully support me in assassinating the Platinum King. I know this is right."

Li Ang looked towards the direction of the arena room: "The Platinum King will keep sending people."

From his perspective, the Platinum King was anxious about something.

"Yes, this only further confirms that I should go assassinate him. You are right."

After speaking, Andasu fell into silence, sitting statue-like, staring dazedly at the ground.

If Li Ang didn't start a conversation, she seemed intent on just sitting like that indefinitely.

Not wanting to pressure her, he used this interval to continue observing her room.

Because the interface for building the flying airship had granted Li Ang corresponding knowledge, he could understand most things.

The parts here were all related to flying airships, but they were meant for small airships, including structural components and engine adjustments.

There were also some unconventional objects he could guess, designed to achieve certain functions with low-cost alternatives.

Picking up a few scattered drafts, they were all design plans drawn by the girl, reflecting her various approaches to successfully building the airship.

Most of them started from her understanding; due to her limited learning, the knowledge hadn't rightfully provided assistance. That's also why looking at Li Ang's standard blueprints enlightened her to some ideas.

Of course, the fact that she could learn from just a glance at Li Ang's drawings showed she had already repeatedly thought over and digested what she could know, just waiting for the soil to absorb nutrients fervently.

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