The hidden divine statue exudes a mysterious aura, and spiraling incense smoke carries a deadly intent.
Amidst the swirling dust, the intense scent of blood lingers for a long time. Zhang Fan's voice is calm and gentle, yet to everyone's ears, it crashes like rolling thunder, deafeningly loud.
For a moment, there is complete silence.
Xu Zhixia's eyes are unfocused, seeming as if he no longer recognizes the ex-boyfriend he spent four years with every day.
Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue exchanged bewildered glances. They had indeed invited Zhang Fan to help out, but in their eyes, Zhang Fan had always been low-key and shy, not one to stand out.
They couldn't understand why today he was acting so brazenly and forcefully, so much so that without a word, he directly beat Ma Buting to a pulp!?
"He's stronger now than when he was in Gusu City." Sui Chunsheng's brow twitched, and his gaze toward Zhang Fan was mixed with respect and a trace of gravity.
