"Miss Mu, are you a psychopath?"
"Mr. Xia, when you chose to be 'inside,' you should have realized that your nightmare was just beginning."
"Ha ha, then I might as well just choose to resurrect outside the house. What can you do to me?"
"Mr. Xia, it's useless. This sealed room is three hundred square meters, but the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor's resurrection range is only one hundred square meters. You can't escape."
Mu Qingtong knew Xia Feng's Spiritual Artifact ability data like the back of her hand, all thanks to Mr. Xia who never hid this from her.
"Sister Yi?" At that moment, Xia Feng's dark pupils widened in shock as he looked behind her. Mu Qingtong frowned and was about to turn around when she felt a movement below her.
Xia Feng suddenly arched his back, knocking her into the air, and with a push with his heels, his whole body flew straight toward the floor-to-ceiling window.
As long as he got within a hundred meters of the window and died, he could resurrect outside.
