No signal, my ass!
Ren Kui's heart twitched, and he finally remembered that this was the Gray Blue Eye Demi-Plane, a place with someone guarding and presiding over it.
That Shi Fan, and this Wei Su Yi before him now, clearly shared an intersection through the "Abyssal Spirit Net–Hanguang system."
If Shi Fan, this Master Fan of the Creation School, really decided to take this seriously—or if she had deliberately set up this round of "matching"—then things were going to be very bad indeed...
The lack of signal represented a certain attitude.
Precisely because he had thought of this, even with his gun now pointed at Wei Su Yi, Ren Kui still had no confidence that he controlled the situation.
This conflict should never have happened.
Ren Kui inevitably felt regret—regret that when Young Master Zuo had provoked the conflict, he had not stopped him with everything he had.
But even if he had tried with everything he had, would it have worked?
Out of the corner of his eye, Ren Kui glanced at Young Master Zuo, who was still wailing beneath the cover of poisonous flames, while the poisonous fire in his own heart was hooked up again, burning until pain stabbed through his chest.
That idiot!
Emotional words almost squeezed out from between his lips and teeth.
Just then, the space-time structure beside him twisted, blending with the air ripples formed by the high heat, making it look as if the void itself had been burned through.
The next second, Krulin appeared beside him.
Ren Kui was overjoyed. The speed with which Krulin had dealt with—or rather shaken off—that "Backpack" was far faster than he had imagined.
This kind of Space-Time Ability User really could do many things.
He immediately spoke through the communicator: "Hurry and contact the