Degeneration

Chen Mu had shrunk into a dark corner and wasn't making a move. He squinted and very carefully watched the woman, not daring to let down his guard in the least. He maintained his spiral perceptual spring's vibration frequency all along. That was the only way he could keep from being found out. Chen Mu didn't look down on his adversary at all because she was a woman; as a matter of fact, he really didn't feel he could be considered a card artisan. Of course, he was talking about professional card artisans. He had always felt no matter how far his skills had developed, he still didn't have the psychological qualities of a professional card artisan.

Shrunk into the corner, Chen Mu quietly watched his adversary. The hiding skills he'd learned from the demonic woman—in addition to the advice he'd gotten from Wei-ah—were extremely useful. Even though she was very close, his adversary hadn't discovered him.

But, what was that small ball?