"Damn, that's Lu Bingwei's Floating Cannon!"
"Is he not dead? Or can that thing move on its own after its owner dies?"
Inside the prison warehouse, Xu Shu shifted his sitting position, his face clouded with uncertainty.
It was impossible for Lu Bingwei to be alive.
He had smashed the guy's head in, and afterward, Lie Zhenzi confirmed that the man was indeed dead.
Lu Bingwei, a mere Second-order Transcendent, couldn't possibly have caused a being of the Heavenly Dao rank like Lie Zhenzi to make a misjudgement.
"So, does that mean the Curse Tool could actually be alive?"
Xu Shu gradually calmed down.
It was the first time he had seen the true face of the so-called 'Floating Cannon' Curse Tool—he didn't expect it to look so strange, which caught him off guard and instantly defeated him. Damn it!
Otherwise, with the enemy so close and charging for a direct shot, he'd have had a chance to try and dodge.