"I believe we will see each other real soon."
Chen Zi looked at Mo Wen's silhouette as he rode away. Only after a long while, did she mutter to herself.
"My Flaming Dragon Colt! My Flaming Dragon Colt… you brat, what did you do to my Flaming Dragon Colt…"
Just as Chen Zi came out from her trance, a panicked voice sounded from afar. A green shadow flashed past in mid-air, appearing in front of Chen Zi in a few blinks of the eye. It was none other than Chen Zikuang. His face was green like iron and he wore a poker face. He did not look so good.
"Did you not already see just now? Why are you still asking me?" Chen Zi said roguishly as she spread her hands and then pointed into the distance.
"You lent… my Flaming Dragon Colt...to Mo Wen…?" Chen Zikuang asked somewhat anxiously.
If Chen Zikuang did not already know that he could not catch up with the Flaming Dragon Colt, right now he would have been chasing Mo Wen at all cost.