Seeing Lu Ye unharmed, Warlord Geng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He is truly someone chosen by the Department Chief!
In such a dire situation just now, he dared to come here alone. Not to mention anything else, just his courage surpasses the other members of his squad.
"Senior Brother Geng." Lu Ye softly called out.
Warlord Geng nodded, raised his eyes to assess the situation in the field, and furrowed his brows.
A similar question emerged in his heart as Lu Ye's: why didn't Ning Hu flee?
He hadn't figured it out when he heard Ning Hu shout fiercely, "Senior Brother, at this point, haven't you seen through it yet?"
Ahn Mofeng had blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and covered his chest with a hand, saying, "No matter what, release Zih Yan first. You watched him grow up!"
The young cultivator held in Ning Hu's hand, named Zih Yan, also pleaded arduously: "Great Elder, spare my life!"
