"Buttercup!"
Li Yelai glanced at the dense crowd around him. Cold sweat had already formed on his forehead, but he directed a sarcastic remark at the stranger he was meeting for the first time.
He let his left hand drop and pressed hard on his thigh. After pressing for a few seconds, the communicator on his wrist emitted an emergency signal.
However, Li Yelai's mockery was actually very precise, as it was a way to conceal his Spiritual Ability Equipment, the Crimson Long Sword.
The official Equipment Department had specially prepared a large parasol as a sheath and a disguise for him.
This was often the model used by street vendors with an umbrella height of over two meters. It could hide not only the Crimson Long Sword but even the Sky Halberd.
And the chap holding the Black Umbrella, it was of a regular size only.
Compared to Li Yelai's Big Black Umbrella, wasn't it just like a "Buttercup"?
In reality, Li Yelai had already known that the newcomer bore ill intentions.