Qin Luo only needed a single thought—he did not even need to speak—and System knew what to do.
Those giant hands came in a rush and left in a rush, dispersing as though Qin Luo carried something they feared.
Naturally, Qin Luo's Mandate Value began burning away even faster.
"This!?" Bai Che no longer cared whether Qin Luo had some scheme or had tampered with his subordinates.
He had only one thought now: Qin Luo might be able to lead them out of this predicament.
This place was far too terrifying. He had tried every possible method to charge out, but in the end, there was only one result: it could not be done!
He could not do it alone, and even with the soldiers under his command, he still could not do it.
But Qin Luo might be able to.
"Imperial Lord Mu, I think we should work together with all our strength. When the time comes, we may be able to break out of here."
He looked at Mu Hanyan as he spoke.
Mu Hanyan naturally understood what opportunity Bai Che meant. While the bizarre Qin Luo was tangled up with the Ghost Race of the Ghost World, if they could seize even the slightest chance, they might escape.
Naturally, that opportunity should not include Qin Luo.
If possible, she believed Bai Che would certainly set Qin Luo up and kill him.
Only then could they avert the crisis facing the Primordial Ninth Legion.
Mu Hanyan nodded with an odd expression. "Fine. When the time comes, we'll strike."
Only after receiving Mu Hanyan's agreement did Bai Che finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Mu Hanyan was undoubtedly the strongest combatant present, without question...
Of course, Mu Hanyan was not in her peak condition now, but as a former