The Black Blade was already in hand, and Xu Huo's psychic power covered the downtown area, including the landmark tower. He didn't sense any special power on that transparent bubble, but he dared not relax. Just as he was about to probe, a face outlined on the cheongsam emerged. It looked like a little child, but the expression was angry. As the bubble burst, a sharp voice came out, "If you tear down my home again, I'll beat you up!"
The bubble had already disappeared, and the voice vanished with it. A second later, Xu Huo said, "So those attacks just now didn't count as 'beating me'? You're quite humorous."
He gestured with the Black Blade toward the tower. Even though the metal forging the tower was special, the city's underground couldn't be all metal. Even if he couldn't tear down the tower, there were other ways to bring it down.
