After helping Feng Qi to his feet, Li Xingchen flicked away the half-smoked cigarette in his hand.
As sparks scattered, flames rapidly spread like serpents, setting the entire warehouse ablaze.
Just then, Lü Yue appeared at the warehouse entrance.
When he saw Feng Qi covered in wounds, Lü Yue's gaze turned icy. With a wave of his hand, Sword Ripple Drawn flew from its sheath behind him and hovered above his head as his presence surged higher and higher.
Realizing Lü Yue was preparing to make a move, Feng Qi endured the pain and shouted:
"Don't attack. He's one of us."
Lü Yue was visibly stunned by those words.
The moment he saw Li Xingchen, he had recognized him as the director of the Future Research Institute, one of their primary targets.
Now that Feng Qi had called Li Xingchen one of them, he was completely confused.
"This kid is Lü Yue, right? He looks pretty strong." Li Xingchen grinned and fearlessly walked toward Lü Yue.
Realizing that something seemed to have happened, Lü Yue waved his hand and Sword Ripple Drawn returned to its sheath.
He stepped forward and took Feng Qi from Li Xingchen's support.
"Get in the car first. We'll talk somewhere else."
Facing Lü Yue's questioning gaze, Feng Qi nodded.
After getting into the car with Li Xingchen, five vehicles from the Future Research Institute left the warehouse and drove into the hazy night.
An hour later, the vehicles stopped at a remote location outside Future City.
Supported by Lü Yue, Feng Qi got out of the car.
Li Xingchen stepped out of another vehicle as well. After lighting a cigarette, he walked over to Feng Qi and smiled.
"Can you still hold on?"
"I won't die." Feng Qi bared his teeth.
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