"Brother Jiang? Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Wang snapped back to reality, looking at Zuo Guangshu's anxious expression, his gaze softened: "I'm fine."
He looked outside the Divine Light Shield.
The Disaster Fighting King Beast's trident, smashed into a meat patty, had long since fallen to who knows where.
In this apocalyptic world where rules have collapsed, those alive can barely protect themselves, let alone a lump of dead flesh?
But in his heart... there was an inevitable hatred.
For freedom's sake, for ideals, for as much grand justification as there could be.
The trident was his friend.
It was because of this he resented Chaos, and nothing more.
For order, for loyalty, for as many grand reasons as could be.
It was because of this he resented Zhu Jiuyin, and nothing more.
Trident's hatred was truly genuine, but it was never so easily unhinged. It deeply hated Bi Fang, yet it only acted after careful plotting.
