Several gigantic metal arms blocked out the sunlight and crashed down toward Huang San. He gaped. I'm done for! Just as the arms were about to crush him, a black blur flashed past. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Four deafening impacts rang out in quick succession. Huang San watched in astonishment as four Metal Puppets flew away like punching bags. Then his neck tightened as someone lifted him up. The scene before his eyes began racing backward, and soon the Metal Puppets had vanished from sight.
Huang San panted heavily. At last, he had time to look around and see who had saved him: a man about his own age.
"B-brother, thank you! I'll never forget you saving my life!" Huang San gasped, sweating profusely as he tugged up his pants.
Lu Yin looked at the fat man lying on the ground, clearly out of strength. His gaze flickered, but he said nothing.
"May I ask your name, brother? Anyone who can easily drive back Divine Armor Guards can't be a nobody. I'm Huang San, from the Burning Blood Domain," the fat man said politely, struggling to his feet.
Lu Yin simply looked at him, still silent. He didn't understand what was going on, so it was best to play deaf and dumb and stay cautious.
The fat man blinked. "Brother, I'm Huang San, from the Burning Blood Domain."
Lu Yin still said nothing. His gaze shifted upward.
The fat man waved a hand in front of Lu Yin's eyes to get his attention. "Brother, I'm Huang San."
Lu Yin watched him impassively.
Huang San was at a loss. "Brother, you're not mute, are you?"
Lu Yin remained expressionless.
Huang San's face fell. "Don't tell me I'm that unlucky. I finally meet an expert, and he turns out to be mute.