The ship's lantern swayed gently.
The Flower Witch gripped her magic wand tightly, lowering her head to scrutinize the clothes on Chen Qi, suspecting she was experiencing an illusion.
These clothes are so strange...
Because of the Residual Fire Touch and the makeshift mask made from bandages, she didn't recognize Chen Qi at first glance.
Furthermore, having just been through a battle, her initial thought was that Chen Qi had died.
He has such strong close-combat abilities... Chen Qi stood up, holstered his weapon, and, surprisingly, he, who specialized in close combat, was easily taken down by the Flower Witch, who specialized in magic.
If it hadn't been for the gun he took out in advance and hid in his hand, he would have had no chance to resist.
If he wasn't facing the Flower Witch, that spiral magic bullet just now could have created an opportunity to counterattack... Chen Qi thought to himself.
"I'm very sorry, my nerves were a bit tense after coming out of the crack..."