"You!"
He Cheng stared at his two vanished arms. He froze for a moment before responding. A trace of shock and fury appeared on his face, but beneath that shocked rage lay boundless fear.
"Y-you... who are you?!"
He Cheng forcibly sealed the chakra pathways in his arms. Blood continued to gush from them, and though the bleeding had stopped, the dizziness remained. The blood he had lost earlier had clearly damaged his foundation. The fact that he could still stand here and speak was already a miracle.
However, even if he could still speak, it was only temporary. Given the severity of his injuries, he could collapse at any moment.
"Who am I? Hahaha, are insects worthy of knowing my name?"
Mirai looked disdainfully at what he had become. Both his expression and his words were filled with contempt.
"Don't be so arrogant. This is Guo Xuan. Is it your place to act so wildly?" Though He Cheng said nothing, one of his subordinates spoke first.
Although his group of subordinates had already been terrified, seeing Mirai act so arrogantly still made some of them unafraid of death, daring to curse at him.
"Very loyal and brave."
Mirai was slightly surprised. He had not expected anyone to dare defy him in this situation.
He Cheng was somewhat dissatisfied with his subordinate, because he had no idea what this hulking man—who had crushed both his arms without him even noticing—would do when provoked.
But now, this man seemed to have some backbone. Was that worthy of appreciation?
He Cheng thought so, and the others could not help thinking the same. They began to wonder whether showing loyalty to Guo Xuan now might not only save their lives, but also earn them rewards for their loyalty when Guo Xuan's powerful fighters