"Master, someone is watching you," Whiro reported silently, his voice a faint ripple within Kai Syaoran's mental sea.
Kai Syaoran offered no verbal reply, though his calculating mind instantly began processing the tactical implications of the revelation. Because the trial's tracking badges allowed competitors to continuously monitor the exact movements of their targets, only one individual possessed both the high-tier capability and the driving motivation to shadow his movements so closely: Huang Shengyi.
Boom!
With a brutal, short-range strike, Kai Syaoran smashed his extended fist into the head of a massive golden lion warrior, crushing the beast's heavy skull into a spray of bone and red paste. Watching from above, Long Chen's jaw tightened in visible, burning frustration; his elite inner circle was being systematically dismantled piece by piece, and he appeared momentarily powerless to halt the brutal carnage.
