I was suddenly in a predicament.
Zeng Dajiang looked at me with a trace of sympathy.
"I know you hate me, but there are some things I feel I have to do. Otherwise, more people will die."
With that, he turned around and raised a hand. I heard several gunshots.
They must have been fired by the Time-Space Hunters.
If no miracle occurred, I would die here, beneath these bullets and crossbow bolts.
Those bullets had been aimed at me.
But just then, a lazy voice rang out. "Have them all stand down, kid. You two are brothers. Do you really have to fight to the death? Besides, I don't think he's wrong. His intentions are good, aren't they? Take me, for instance. I wouldn't want my fate to be in someone else's hands either, so I support fighting against fate. Shouldn't our fate be held in our own hearts?"
Though I hadn't seen him, I knew who had arrived just from his voice.
Wasn't it the Doctor?
The Doctor seemed to have recovered almost completely.
I just didn't know why he had appeared here.
The gunfire stopped after those few shots.
Several bullet holes appeared in front of me.
I didn't know whether those shots had been deliberately fired wide, but not one of them had hit me.
The Doctor easily made his way over to us and patted my shoulder. "Don't worry. You'll be fine."
I had no idea where the Doctor got such confidence.
He asked me for a cigarette, then said to Zeng Dajiang, "I've always thought highly of you. I even handed the entire Void Realm over to you. Originally, no matter how you tormented him, it would have been fine. But this time, you've gone too far. What makes you so sure that what