CLICK!
The trigger was pulled!
But to Long Xiwén's surprise, the gun didn't fire.
"You can try again," Su Xuan said with a grin, looking at the floating pistol.
CLICK!
CLICK!
CLICK!
The trigger was pulled repeatedly, yet the result was the same. Not a single shot was fired.
Long Xiwén's mouth fell open as she suddenly understood.
CLATTER!
The gun abruptly lost its ability to float and fell to the ground, as if an enraged, invisible person had slammed it down.
Long Xiwén hurried over, picked it up, and ejected the magazine. It was completely empty.
"Give them to me!" Long Xiwén extended her hand to Su Xuan.
"Are you sure you can keep them safe this time?" Su Xuan asked with a smile.
"I promise it will never happen again!" Long Xiwén said resolutely.
"Alright then."
Su Xuan held out his hand, and as he uncurled his fingers, several bullets clattered into Long Xiwén's palm. After a moment's thought, she decided not to load them into the magazine, just to be safe.
