Blue Lantern's words indeed achieved the effect she wanted.
The faces of the four girls suddenly changed, and a wave of killing intent simultaneously emanated from their bodies.
The familiar shiver of being engulfed by hostility resurfaced, as Blue Lantern's sharp fingernails dug into her skin, goosebumps forming around the small wounds.
"Heh, don't misunderstand."
Blue Lantern wore a delighted smile on her face, "I didn't say I killed him.
After all, in this Lost World, belts cannot be stored in the inventory,
and we didn't carry any extra belts either."
Qin stepped forward, an electric saw materializing in her hand, and said coldly, "What exactly do you mean?"
"I'm just saying,"
Blue Lantern spread her palms nonchalantly, "we encountered your little boyfriend and his companions at the elevator going from the 42nd to the 41st floor.
That was about half an hour ago.
