"Calm down, calm down. Ling Zi Chen, this isn't a place for fighting!" Luo Ze stepped forward quickly and shielded Tang Wulin behind him.
"That's right, girl. Wulin was simply considering things comprehensively from a tactical perspective. He wasn't deliberately targeting you," Cao Dezhi hurriedly added.
Ling Zi Chen could not possibly actually open fire. Her anger had merely flared up for a moment; she had not lost her reason.
What was more, from the moment Luo Ze stepped in front of Tang Wulin, the beautiful woman with long silver hair had kept her gaze firmly locked onto her.
For some reason, the instant Ling Zi Chen was targeted by that gaze, she suddenly had the illusion that if she dared press the switch, the other party could kill her in an instant without the slightest hesitation.
This was by no means an exaggeration, but a genuine feeling Gu Yue Na gave her.
What a terrifying woman... Ling Zi Chen subconsciously wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Hmph!" Ling Zi Chen snorted coldly, waved at Cao Dezhi, then returned to the Soul Tool car.
It was getting late, and the situation was indeed rather grim. They had to investigate it as soon as possible.
After a brief discussion, Luo Ze and the others decided to head to Mingdu overnight and get to the bottom of the matter.
Cao Dezhi also understood the gravity of the situation. After giving the three of them his Soul Tool Communication number, he said sternly, "If you encounter any danger, send me a message."
"I can't guarantee anything else, but if the Vast Sea Legion or the Central Army dares touch a single hair on your heads, they'll be making enemies of all of us!"
"All of us" naturally referred to the Spirit Pagoda, Shrek,