"Sigh! If only you had a gun," Luo Qingli bit her lip, "if I could draw their attention, then you would certainly be able to sense their presence. You might even be able to take one of them down."
"True! It's just that I don't know whether I can handle it or not." It was no wonder Hu Manrou doubted herself; she had never been affirmed by anyone.
"You can definitely do it, believe in yourself." Luo Qingli, however, wished she had Hu Manrou's ability; she had a little, but not as strong as Hu Manrou.
"Really? Little Fox, do you really think I can?" Hu Manrou's eyes sparkled with the feeling of being believed in, of being affirmed. It felt wonderful.
"Really! Just try a little harder, and you'll definitely make it." Luo Qingli gave her an encouraging look.
As for those so-called 'dead men' they were all sitting in place. Right now, they were 'dead' and couldn't do anything.
