"Alright, no problem. We'll do it your way."
Though Song Feng was reluctant, he wisely chose to avoid a direct confrontation for now. A wise man knows when to retreat, and there was no shame in being pragmatic. In his memory, Hantan City was no paradise; violent incidents like this had happened before. But the result was always the same: the troublemakers were ruthlessly crushed. After all, this was the Southern Alliance's territory. This was just a minor squall.
"Good!"
Chen Pingchuan didn't care about Song Feng's true feelings. As long as things went according to his plan, he couldn't be bothered with what others were thinking. All he could think about now was how to escape this dangerous city. The insect tide was coming, after all. As for why he didn't flee to the outskirts, the simulator had hinted that Hantan City was a self-contained instance. The chances of a successful escape weren't necessarily high. Going against the grain, however, might offer a slim chance of survival.
