It was over. Shang Jiudi was utterly distraught, with no idea what to do.
The frontline managers of the base beside her looked ashen as well. Wolf Fang Base had already been in chaos after taking in a massive influx of refugees. Things had only begun to improve after some management efforts recently, yet now Chu Han had stirred up public outrage. Wasn't he leading Wolf Fang Base straight into hell?
Only Gao Shaohui beside them seemed thoughtful. Then he flashed a bizarre grin and said something that left everyone around him dumbfounded. "Damn, so you can insult people like that? I'll have to try it next time."
Yang Tian wordlessly turned his head away. His impression of this young man Chu Han had just brought in plummeted instantly. Was this guy nuts?!
While everyone reacted differently and tens of thousands of base residents cursed Chu Han in unison, Chu Han suddenly began pacing again. This time, however, his pacing was exceedingly strange. He moved extremely slowly, yet every step landed heavily.
Bang!
Bang!
His footsteps carried tremendous force, leaving a trail of footprints several centimeters deep in the ground behind him, fully displaying just how powerful his combat strength was at that moment.
Bang!
Bang!
As those footsteps continued for a long while, the clamorous crowd gradually fell quieter and quieter. Clearly, everyone had noticed Chu Han's actions and seen the line of footprints stretching ahead of him.
Deep reserves of energy, overwhelming combat strength—within seconds, the entire plaza fell silent once more. Only Chu Han's footsteps remained, while countless eyes followed his moving figure.
Chu Han continued walking slowly and heavily, his ink-black eyes sweeping over the densely packed crowd before him. The prolonged silence moved with his steps, matching the heartbeat of everyone present—one beat after another,