Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

Arthur, with the help of the "Exquisite Human Puppet," could clearly see Didian cleanly slit the throats of two secret sentries—her lightness and neatness showed that she was quite familiar with the dagger, and her calm and collected manner in handling the bodies told Arthur that this wasn't her first time doing such a thing.


Moreover, Didian had clearly made preparations in advance.


This lady was very familiar with this place.


As she approached this street, she concealed her form and headed straight for the two secret sentries.


Even a hotel proprietress can be called an assassin!'


Arthur sighed inwardly, his gaze fixed on Didian who, after taking out the two sentries, snuck into the courtyard.


This courtyard seemed to be converted from a hand-drawn workshop of paperboard boxes.


From Arthur's perspective, he could clearly see the raw materials piled on the ground.


Chapter 508: Clean and Efficient!