Zhao Guang, his face full of hatred, heard Lin Xuankong's advice and slowly unclenched his fists.
Then he nodded forcefully, his eyes reddening as he spoke:
"Lin, I understand the logic, but... but those eighteen brothers had gone through life-and-death trials with me more than once. Whenever I think that they may all have already died at the hands of that White Robe Wu Yong, the hatred in my chest simply cannot be held down. Damn it, a dignified Gene Warrior at the peak of the Sixth Life Tier, and even a disciple of Yi Feifeng, Yunqin Nation's Number One Expert, is actually so shameless and vile! He actually killed people for their treasure, and the ones he targeted were even a weak little squad like ours! That Wu Yong is damnably shameless, damnably vile, damnably hateful!"
Seeing the normally cheerful Dragon Elephant Gene Warrior in such a state, Han Liu could not help letting out a heavy sigh. After considering it for a moment, he said:
"Vice Captain Zhao Guang, you need not be so pessimistic!
Our Gene Warrior squad was split into seven groups, breaking the whole into scattered parts to flee for our lives!
No matter how formidable that White Robe Wu Yong is, no matter how fast he can pursue us, he cannot possibly be seven times faster than our brothers. Besides, the Gene Warrior brothers in the other six groups would very likely cover up their tracks while fleeing!
Under such circumstances, that White Robe Wu Yong would probably have to expend tremendous effort and time to determine each group's escape direction, then spend even more effort and time following their tracks one by one!
In my opinion, perhaps that White Robe Wu Yong only caught one or two groups. Most of our Gene Warrior