"Hey, Old Zheng, fancy seeing you again so soon?"
Pei Han wasn't surprised to see Zheng Xu frozen into a massive lump of ice.
Getting mixed up in a clash between two monsters—what kind of good ending could he expect?
"If you're still alive, blink."
Pei Han rubbed his hands together and asked.
"..."
Zheng Xu's body had gone stiff, his flesh frozen solid, as if he were sealed inside a block of ice.
"Looks like he's dead."
Pei Han sighed, as though he'd just witnessed the untimely fall of a great hero. Then, amid his grief, he added:
"As the saying goes, once a person dies, the light goes out. You can't take worldly possessions with you, so I'll hold on to these things you left behind."
He picked up a stone and clanged away at the ice, breaking the outer shell.
Then he searched Zheng Xu carefully and actually found a few things.
"Life No. 1, for boosting physical fitness! A brain-domain activator that temporarily increases Mental Strength! Old Zheng, this is cheating. The competition rules only allow defensive equipment—you're not allowed to bring any drugs!"
Right in front of Zheng Xu, Pei Han stuffed the items into his coat.
Then he pressed Zheng Xu's wristwatch, placed an electronic marker, and called for the rescue team.
Zheng Xu, frozen solid from head to toe and unable to move even a finger, struggled to open and close his mouth.
Judging by the shape of his lips, he was probably sending Pei Han's female relatives his heartfelt regards.
He never would have expected Zhou Yuanchen, who was also working with the Ying clan, to help Qin Shi and stab him in the back.
Caught completely off guard, he hadn't even managed to use his trump card before being kicked off