Lin Xing instantly understood, "He also possesses a perception ability similar to spirit vision?"
As he walked forward, he said, "Master Bai, let me tell you their location."
As Lin Xing spoke, a flying shuttle shot out from his bag.
The entirely silver-black shuttle looked like a sword without a hilt, edged on both sides.
This was a new defensive tool Jing Shiyu had prepared for Lin Xing, specially customized by official departments, using alloys employed in armor-piercing bullets and anti-tank weaponry.
At that moment, three silver-black shuttles circled around Lin Xing, humming softly with the infusion of spirit thoughts, continually emitting bursts of sharp Sword Intent.
At Lin Xing's words, Bai Yiyi let out a roar and rushed forward, "Disciple! Follow me into the fray!"
But Lin Xing did not hurry to join the charge.
