In Big Trouble

"Of course I'm here to save your deacon."

Zhang Yuanqing tossed out those words, then suddenly charged forward, sword in hand. He dashed across the street, past the gang members, and ran toward the apartment building.

Save the deacon? Cao Qianxiu and the members of Group Six exchanged looks, suspecting they had misheard him.

What was a level-two Scout joining in for? In a Saint Realm battle, any random skill could instantly kill a Transcendent.

"Is this guy trying to show off in front of everyone? Idiot. Even Deacon Yellow Wind Monster couldn't cut through the barrier. What use would he be? He'll only embarrass himself even more." Medical Forest Sacred Hand's impression of the new member plummeted.

The others said nothing, but their expressions and thoughts were much the same.

Only Cao Qianxiu frowned in silence, inexplicably recalling what the young tenant had said in the sweet soup shop.

How did he know the deacon was in danger? A sudden spark of anticipation rose in Cao Qianxiu's heart.

By then, Zhang Yuanqing had already passed the Anti-Black-and-White Alliance members. Amid their confused and astonished gazes, he sprinted straight up the wall at a ninety-degree angle.

Using air-conditioning units and window ledges for leverage, he climbed floor by floor with agile, flowing movements.

"What's he doing? Putting on a parkour show?"

"Who's this guy? Where did he come from? I've never seen him before."

"Is he a friend of one of our members? All unrelated personnel, leave immediately. We won't be responsible for any casualties. Damn it, he's getting close to the battlefield—with that lousy sword of his."

The Spirit Realm Walkers below began clamoring, as if they had found an outlet for the disappointment bottled up inside them.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yuanqing had reached the sixth floor, half-climbing and half-running.