"Whoa, my temper's flaring up. Fine, get ready to report sick at the base. You might have to lie there for a few days."
Jiang Siming was exasperated. He hadn't wanted to fight the people from the Celestial Group in the first place. After all, he actually respected them a great deal.
But in this situation, Jiang Siming couldn't put up with it.
Ice Beauty and Huo Wu glanced at Zhang Wu, then both backed away a few steps and shook their heads with sighs from the side.
Seeing the look in their eyes, Zhang Wu discovered that they were actually filled with sympathy. What the hell?
That still couldn't stop the will of this Black Grade expert, however.
"Then I'll have to test the level of this guest elder even more!"
With that, Zhang Wu struck first.
But the next second, he was already lying on the ground, unconscious.
From making his move to hitting the ground, it seemed that not even a second had passed.
Ice Beauty and Huo Wu looked as if they had known the result all along. They directly addressed the corner nearby. "Send someone out to carry Zhang Wu back to the base hospital."
After saying that, the three of them turned and left, leaving only Zhang Wu lying unconscious on the ground, desolate and miserable.
The three of them walked through a long passageway. At the end stood another stone door, with surveillance cameras covering both sides.
They pounded on the stone door several times before it finally opened.
As soon as he stepped out, Jiang Siming thought of Tao Yuanming's Tale of the Peach Blossom Spring.
It was a world unto itself. Inside was actually an enormous base.
It looked like a small, enclosed military district. It had every kind of building,