Jiang Cheng seemed to realize something and immediately pressed him. "Very strong. How strong?"
At that, Water Lord's expression grew solemn too. He raised his left hand, leaving a narrow gap between his index finger and thumb, and said hoarsely, "Compared to my benefactor, he's only a hair's breadth weaker."
Everyone drew in a sharp breath. What kind of person was Xia Tan? She had nearly single-handedly forced the Night Watch's plans to be delayed by twenty years, and was the only person ever to break through the Old President's domain and survive. And this person's strength was only a hair's breadth below Xia Tan's.
Jiang Cheng slowly let out a breath. "It's Gong Zhe."
"Gong Zhe?" Fatty blurted out in disbelief. "What, he got on the bus too?"
According to their previous plan, it shouldn't have happened this soon. Besides, they were still on the bus, and the consequences of this were completely beyond their control.
From what Water Lord had said, Gong Zhe had probably been completely corrupted by now, reduced to a madman who knew only killing and devouring. Even if they stood right in front of him, he would likely attack them.
And Jiang Cheng truly wasn't sure whether Wu could stop Gong Zhe now.
More importantly, getting Gong Zhe onto the bus must have been Lin Wan'er's plan. There was only one possible reason for the urgency: the situation in the outside world had become dire, and the war with the Night Watch had already begun.
Water Lord pressed his lips together, thought back, and continued, "That madman wasn't the only one. There were many other auras in that domain, though none were as powerful as his."
Jiang Cheng slowly nodded. He had more or less guessed as much. Lin Wan'er wouldn't have sent Gong