"He didn't use his real Assassin, then I won't use mine either."
Jia Yan smiled, then retreated into the interior of the Subspace.
Bang.
The Giant Horn thrust with one breath and stabbed into empty air.
"Hm? He finally used his own Subspace Talent, huh. Just like only now I can force him to use his Subspace Talent…"
The Giant Horn wasn't particularly shocked by Jia Yan hiding in the Subspace, because everyone had been here for a year; they all more or less knew each other's intel."
A large part of Jia Yan's strength was invested in his Subspace Talent, so everyone treated his Subspace Talent like his calling card, stamped right on Jia Yan's forehead.
Now, Jia Yan finally chose not to fight head-on and instead retreated into the Subspace, dodging this move that looked like an Assassin, which made the Giant Horn sigh a bit bitterly, because it felt like Jia Yan had recognized his strength and begun to take him seriously.
