Judgment

A thousand meters away, the strange man and Cheng Xuegong hurried toward the secret base, carrying piles of luggage and each bearing a three-meter-tall crate on his back.

Liquid splashed from the strange man now and then, but more liquid below quickly caught it. He clearly knew better than to leave an obvious trail; otherwise, the people of Mingzhu City might follow it straight to his base.

"Master, the Zhu Family will come after Mingzhu City again sooner or later. When they do, I'll go into the city and capture more people." Cheng Xuegong could tell the strange man was in a foul mood, so he offered his reassurance carefully.

The strange man snapped, "If you hadn't been so careless, how could the Great Power Faction have been exposed so quickly? Once we get back... prepare to be punished."

"Yes, Master!"

Cheng Xuegong had not expected his attempt at comfort to backfire. He hurriedly lowered his head and answered in fear.

Just then, the trees all around them began shaking wildly. Cheng Xuegong whipped his head around and saw a fist rapidly growing larger.

"Master... watch out!"

His face changed drastically. The words had barely left his mouth when the punch struck his head, blowing it apart into a cloud of blood.

"Found you!"

Zhang Ping drew back his fist and slowly emerged from the blood mist. As Cheng Xuegong's Headless Corpse fell, he turned to the strange man beside it.

With his current strength, blowing apart the head of any Awakened who did not specialize in physical enhancement was a matter of course. Even against one who did, a few layers of Metallic Coating would let him do the same with a single punch.

"Giant God... Zhang Ping!"

The strange man dropped the crates in his hands. His murky