A stray bullet hit the shield not far away, sparking a flurry of sparks, but Fang Hong remained unmoved, only closing his eyes, placing one hand on the magic-guided component of the damaged glider backpack, appearing exceptionally calm. Not far away, Sicape slightly opened her mouth, somewhat surprised to see this little guy she had picked up—wasn't he the same impulsive, head-strong young boy from usual days?
But Fang Hong knew that all of this was an illusion, merely reflections of his inner thoughts: perhaps he truly did want the recognition of Miss Sicape and Captain Kroid, but not in this guise, not in this scenario.
In an instant, a cluster of star-like points of light emerged before his eyes.
