Yaen Chi laughed, "Don't worry, Grandpa's skills are quite impressive."
As he spoke, the third bullet flew from the opposite side. Yaen Chi didn't even glance sideways; he just raised his hand slightly, fired a shot, and his arm briefly recoiled backward before quickly steadying again.
The bullet he fired struck the incoming bullet.
The pretty boy clicked his tongue and then secretly cursed in his heart: Damn, a bullet wasted before the fight even began!
Just when he was questioning how much of Yaen Chi's instincts were genuine, the man opened his eyes wide.
