"What are you doing!"
Chen Lin's sudden attack took everyone else by surprise.
Jin Qingyan, in particular, shouted sharply.
When she realized Feng Juxiu was already completely dead, and his body was gradually fading away, shock and fury surged through her.
Keeping her guard up against Chen Lin, she looked toward Number Three, Li Xiangru.
"Captain Li, this man has murdered a teammate without cause. He must have lost his mind. The three of us should surround him and kill him together!"
Li Xiangru had also been startled.
Along with Mu Chen'an beside him, the three formed a triangle, watching Chen Lin warily.
"Fellow Daoist Li, why did you do this?"
Li Xiangru spoke in a grave voice.
He had some connection with Chen Lin, and they had both come from the Inner World, so he did not attack immediately.
Besides, Chen Lin's attack had been so ferocious that he felt uncertain himself and did not dare start a fight lightly.
"He was sent by my enemy to kill me. Naturally, I had to strike first."
Chen Lin stepped forward and leisurely picked up two items from the ground.
One was an exquisite Small Red Bell.
The other was a Silk Scarf.
Feng Juxiu had entered as a projection. Anything that could manifest in such a high-level scenario had to be a Nightmare Treasure, and would be very useful to him.
At Chen Lin's words, Li Xiangru's expression shifted uncertainly.
For the moment, he could not tell whether it was true.
"Hmph!"
Jin Qingyan snorted.
She said coldly, "How can you be certain he was sent by your enemy? Even if he was, the mission should take priority. You killed him on your own initiative. If that violates the rules here, won't you have doomed all of us to die