He looked utterly ordinary, at most on par with Huang Zhixun.
Faced with a gap in rank that was practically a Dimensional Strike, the rescue team members' abilities had been clear as day all along—including Sha Ming's.
But as mentioned earlier, making assumptions was a bad habit that professionals never indulged in.
Besides, the place they were in now had many peculiar rules that defied common sense.
So after the rescue team scrambled to build bonds, and Old Master Huang Zhen had explained his philosophy, Fu Qian had promptly decided to carry it forward and bring out the team's true potential.
And the result was ideal—Old Master Huang had been killed by a treacherous villain, sacrificing himself for his cause, and when everyone was helpless in the face of the crisis, Brother Sha Ming had finally stepped forward and turned the tide.
With a casual wave, he severed the spread of death.
He hadn't used any overly extravagant abilities or items, but that was exactly what made it all the more impressive, in a way.
The trio who'd come to visit relatives had indeed come prepared. They probably knew far more than they'd let on before.
And just as Old Master Huang Zhen had demanded that this mysterious newcomer lay everything out, the balance of power had now shifted. Brother Sha Ming was more capable than most, and the need for him to explain a little more had clearly grown.
Most importantly, Fu Qian didn't even need to ask.
"Sha Ming, what exactly have you been hiding from us?"
A moment later, Sha Ming, who hadn't responded to Fu Qian's praise and had only given him a meaningful look, was met with a pointed question from Old Master Huang Leji.
As the team's spokesman, the latter had just escaped death,