People in a Panic
Scholar Yun Geng had indeed been scared witless. His apathetic attitude left everyone else utterly helpless against him. As it happened, Grand Scholar Tong Ye, who stood opposite him, had the same attitude. His supposed scolding was nothing more than putting on a show.
Scholar Yun Geng failed to see this, but Jiang Yue saw it perfectly clearly. A Purple Gold Ribbon Grand Scholar and a scholar both had this sort of attitude. It was clear that, after suffering setback after setback, the Underground Race's mentality had truly changed. Many of them carried the air of people at the end of their road.
Perhaps, in their eyes, the Underground Race's genes had already been infiltrated by the Surface Humans. What future could they possibly have? No matter how this battle was fought, the Underground Race was doomed to have no future.
Fortunately, the ground suddenly heaved, and another person awkwardly crawled out from underground. It was a team member who had escaped disaster by using the Ground Traveling Technique.
This person was one of the four who had previously insisted on splitting up and acting alone. Jiang Yue did not remember his name, but Grand Scholar Tong Ye recognized him.
"A Qi, what happened to you? Where are the others?" Grand Scholar Tong Ye hurried over to ask.
Although this fellow called A Qi had escaped with his life, he was not in very good shape. He had quite a few major and minor injuries all over his body, but at least his life did not seem to be in danger. However, he was black from head to toe, as if he had just been dragged out of a coal pile. Even his hair stood straight up, like he had gotten himself some trendy new hairstyle,