Deputy Camp Commander Zhou kept watching Jiang Ying out of the corner of his eye. To his surprise, the young woman stood stock-still, like a statue. She didn't move at all, as if her feet had been welded to the ground. She showed no sign of making a move, which left Deputy Camp Commander Zhou feeling rather uneasy.
At a time like this, she still hadn't made a move? Was she really that confident? Or did she have some hidden trick up her sleeve?
But the atmosphere had already been built up to this point, and Deputy Camp Commander Zhou couldn't afford to worry about that. It had taken everything he had to trap that young woman, and the window he had to escape might not last even ten seconds.
He couldn't waste a single one of those ten seconds. Every second wasted would be a failure to take responsibility for his own life.
Deputy Camp Commander Zhou decided to use the trump card he had prepared. A huge bubble disregarded the distance through space and landed directly on Jiang Ying.
The bubble wavered, then enclosed Jiang Ying as well. When it came down over her head and trapped her inside, Deputy Camp Commander Zhou finally let out a breath of relief.
So the young woman's threatening stance had all been an act. She was all show and no substance, not a threat at all. She'd had him on edge for nothing.
At this distance, if she'd been even a little prepared, she wouldn't have been caught in the bubble so easily.
If the bubble hadn't trapped her, Deputy Camp Commander Zhou would have worried that something might go wrong. But now that she was inside, he felt confident again.
He had absolute faith in the bubble's ability to restrain