Chapter 64: My Class Panel Is in an Anime Style? Chapter 26

"It's fine, I don't live that far either, just on the way. Then I'll be going, bro."

Watching Ke'er leave, Li Ang couldn't help but sigh.

'How is it that even in the interstellar age there's not a single shared bike.'

First day of missing the little yellow bike.

Back in the dorm, Li Ang began the routine he carried out every day.

Inscribe alchemical arrays onto the bullets, then circulate qi.

The process was boring, but when he saw the experience on his class panel slowly ticking upward, Li Ang was full of motivation.

Late at night.

A short, small figure suddenly appeared on the balcony.

He quietly watched Li Ang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and couldn't help muttering, "After observing him for so many days, why does this kid always sleep in that posture?"

Not dwelling on the matter, he gently pushed open the balcony's glass door.

The glass door slid open slowly, without making the slightest sound.

'As expected, this kid's strength still can't compare to Danika—he doesn't have a single bit of guard up.'

Just as the short figure was thinking this, Li Ang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The next instant, a pale palm has already struck toward the short figure.

A faint gust of wind rose in the room. Seeing Li Ang suddenly erupt into action, the short figure's pupils contracted sharply, and with a quick sidestep he dodged Li Ang's attack, then hurriedly spoke:

"Stop, stop, stop, I don't have any ill intentions."

Hearing this, Li Ang did not stop his hand.

Showing up at his home in the dead of night and saying he has no ill intentions?

It was fortunate that he had now replaced sleep with circulating qi, otherwise he really might not have noticed the other party.

Of course, a large part of the credit also went to 【Calm Heart and Quiet Qi】 and 【Slow Recovery】.

Watching the youth attack him once more, the short figure flipped his right hand and gripped a dagger.

Hiss—

The sound of torn cloth rang out. Li Ang glanced at the thin wound that had appeared on his left arm, his expression utterly unmoved.

"Can you calm down now—" The short figure had only just begun to say something when he saw that the wound he had just inflicted had already vanished without a trace, "? "

Seeing that Li Ang still wanted to fight, he flashed backward and said quickly, "I'm Razor. If the Security Bureau still wants to catch the person behind me, then you need to stop first."

At this moment, Li Ang, who hadn't spoken since the short figure appeared, suddenly said, "Wouldn't it be the same if I just caught you?"

"My class is 【Assassin】. If you think you can catch me, then give it a try."

Saying so, the short figure tossed the dagger in his hand.

Hearing this, Li Ang fell silent. Based on the result of their exchange just now, the short figure who called himself 'Razor' was indeed very fast; if he was determined to run, Li Ang really might not be able to catch him.

Thinking this, he walked to the wall and turned on the light: "Is it really sincere not to even tell Razor's real name?"

Facing Li Ang's questioning, the hideously ugly short man bared a mouthful of yellow teeth in a grin: "A stray dog doesn't need a name. Razor is my real name."

"Then why don't you just call yourself Stray Dog?"

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