The Hundred Transformations Clown spat out these words.
Yes, bullets and guns are just toys to her, incapable of hurting her in the slightest.
The dissatisfaction on One-Eyed Dragon's face slightly eased.
If it were him, he would also be angry if someone pointed a gun at him.
"So Hundred Transformations, why did you disguise yourself as our young master?" One-Eyed Dragon asked helplessly.
"Just wanted to test you and see if your skills have improved over the years," the Hundred Transformations Clown chuckled with a hint of mockery, "but it seems now, you've really… become too weak."
"Have I become too weak…" One-Eyed Dragon wasn't angry; instead, a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Or… have you become too strong? Or maybe, your purpose in disguising as our young master wasn't to test my skills but to confirm what Ye Huan's strength is from me?"
The Hundred Transformations Clown didn't answer him directly but got up and walked toward the door.
