Yu Wenye's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He thought he had been calm enough, whether during the battles of these days, the deployments, or even when he plummeted off the edge of the cliff into Xingluo Warehouse City, concealing himself within this cold and vast storeroom, he felt not a trace of fear.
But at this moment, upon hearing the calm voice of this young girl, his heart pounded wildly instead.
It felt as if it was about to leap out of his chest.
Yet he immediately suppressed this heartbeat, lifting his head to look ahead, where some people were retreating in fear, but others, their eyes filled with anger instead of fear, gripped their swords and blades tightly, approaching step by step.
Yu Wenye took a deep breath.
He had just killed Lu Yong intentionally, because this person had to be killed, and also because he needed to use a shocking blow to quickly and thoroughly crush the hearts of some people.
