As she spoke, Lin Chuqiao accentuated her tone, adding:
"Brother Cheng, I can sense that person's murderous intent is strong, and... they are incredibly fast, so fast that even my perception struggles to catch up, they are tightly on your heels."
"Oh, it seems he's not a Spiritual Ability User, likely an assassin-type opponent leaning towards agility."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, muttering under his breath.
In his mind, he quickly constructed an image of the enemy.
Then, he logically tossed out a second question:
"Well, what about the specific timing? Can you judge approximately when this will happen?"
"Very soon."
Lin Chuqiao replied confidently this time. She glanced at the broken red pencil in her hand and said solemnly:
"The scene I saw was very clear, with extremely high color saturation, especially the great fire in the night, so red it was glaring, even the direction of the thick smoke could be distinguished, just like watching a live broadcast…"
