Deep underground, the unreachable depths.
The sight of a dozen faces simultaneously changing expressions was truly fascinating.
Especially considering the previously tense standoff between the two sides.
"Good—"
Thus, Fu Qian wasted no time, watched the whole process without averting his gaze, and even offered a comment.
Though just a single word, the intonation was so ambiguous that it was hard to discern whether it was agreeing with Old Master Huang's question or applause heard in a theater.
"I don't know those two, but I have seen Huang Zhixun."
Fortunately, Fu Qian did not overly strain everyone's nerves and soon provided an answer.
…
Though just one sentence, it carried enormous implications.
Especially when coupled with Fu Qian's still calm demeanor, even the smiling faces of the team went rigid under the collective dismay.
"You know Blood Lion... When?"
This time, it was Sha Ming, whom Fu Qian had high hopes for, who broke the silence.
