"What are you doing!"
Chuan Er's hand was unknowingly pushed aside by Gu Tong, and the electromagnetic wave veered off and hit the ground, leaving a scratch mark.
"You have the nerve to ask me! What are you doing?"
Gu Tong didn't forget her undercover identity. She pointed her index finger at Li Yan and said, "We're supposed to use him to get down the mountain! Not to provoke the Specialty Pavilion Academy trainees. Piercing his leg is minor, but if you anger the trainees, the consequences will be unimaginable. Do you want them to hunt you worldwide?"
The Devil King is the soul of the Warhawk Class 1. Without him, there wouldn't be the strongest class in this Specialty Pavilion Academy, unbeatable and invincible!
They regard the Devil King as a deity! If their deity were harmed, their reaction would be predictable...
Chuan Er's anger dissipated entirely, like being doused with cold water, instantly regaining all his composure...