Outside the Eastern Fleet Legion's base.
After Aqua was successfully persuaded by Chen Zeyu and Zhu Lei, the Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell that had originally been aimed outside the base slowly turned its barrel away, then was withdrawn.
"Whew—"
As the Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell was put away, that feeling of sitting on pins and needles finally vanished, and Chen Xinjie let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"I'm leaving." At that moment, Long Yeyue's body swayed, and she was already a thousand meters away.
"Where are you going?" Chen Xinjie's face changed drastically, his heart burning with anxiety. He no longer cared about his rather disheveled appearance and hurriedly flashed after her.
"Yueyue, is even this not enough? Then tell me, what should I do?" Chen Xinjie chased after her while shouting, a trace of despair and helplessness in his voice.
"Go away. I don't want to see you." Long Yeyue turned back and struck out with her right hand through the air. A massive palm shadow fell toward Chen Xinjie's chest, and then she was about to slip into space.
Chen Xinjie looked at the palm shadow coming straight at him, his heart filled with bitterness. He had no intention of resisting at all. He charged straight toward it just like that.
The next instant, his entire body flew backward like a cannon shell that had been fired. Because he had previously been bombarded by a large number of shells, the blood and qi in his body were already in disorder. Now, under Long Yeyue's full-force strike, he could no longer hold on.
"Pfft—"
A mouthful of blood spilled from Chen Xinjie's lips, looking especially glaring under the sunlight. This famed and mighty Vast Sea Douluo had not been seriously injured by powerful shells,