Cool Bro's Counterattack

The instant that gaze fell upon Shen Qingzhu, his mind trembled, but he still maintained the Forbidden Ruins without directly interrupting Qi Min's operation.

There had not been enough time for the Black Killer Group members to evacuate completely.

Though Shen Qingzhu could not understand the language spoken by these subordinates who had inexplicably gathered around him, nor had he ever communicated with them, he could sense their heartfelt trust and reverence for him in their daily lives...

Perhaps their relationship had arisen only from some indescribable misunderstanding, but no matter what, they were still his little brothers.

On Jinnan Mountain, he had already lost a little brother who had trusted him the most because of his own weakness.

Now, he could not simply stand by and watch this group of little brothers burn to death...

Even knowing that this action might put him in a passive position, he did it without hesitation. Just as he had once been willing to wipe out an entire cult for the sake of Li Jia.

He did not care whether others saw what he was doing as foolish or impulsive. He did not care...

Because he was Cool Bro.

Even though reality had tempered him into someone steadier and more worldly, deep down, he was still that rebellious Shen Qingzhu from back then—the one who dared to fight, dared to strive, feared nothing, dared to snatch the emblem from an instructor's hands, and jump alone into lava to kill someone.

As the area searched by that gaze grew smaller and smaller, a faint cold sweat seeped from Shen Qingzhu's temple. An unprecedented crisis of life and death surfaced in his heart. Once he felt that the Black Killer Group had more or less finished evacuating, he immediately stopped Qi Min.

The air returned