In the air, visible storms howled and swept by.
Sheng Zhehan felt his breathing almost freeze in that instant.
A term flashed through his mind instantly.
Black ranking top ten level?!
How could there be such an expert here?!
Shit, so much for being sickly.
The intelligence is questionable.
There's a traitor!
Or is this a plan to get rid of the pawn after using it?
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Sheng Zhehan's mind, but he was not one to surrender easily. The muscles under his clothes instantly tightened, and his whole body was like a drawn crossbow, instantly retreating backward.
He was only two or three meters away from the door behind him.
But a figure was still in front of him, and a hand was placed on his shoulder. Cold sweat instantly dripped from Sheng Zhehan's forehead. At this moment, he finally understood what he had just witnessed.
