The sight of the figure before them, fully armed in bright blue armor, made them take several steps back.
By all rights, Zhou Sining could not have survived eight Blue Valley Fierce Beasts.
But the voice coming through their earpieces was unmistakably his.
"Zhou?" Zhao Manyan asked cautiously.
"It's me. I'm fine."
Zhou Sining nodded and swam straight to Mu Nujiao. He took her hand. "Don't worry. I'm fine."
Mu Nujiao, who had only just calmed down, felt her eyes fill with tears. She threw her arms around him.
"I'm sorry..." she choked out.
"I'm sorry I worried you," Zhou Sining said, gently comforting her.
They both knew the situation they were in, though, and soon got their emotions under control.
"What do we do with him?"
Mu Nujiao glanced at Lu Yilin, who lay nearby like a dead dog.
Disbelief was written all over his face. He could not imagine how Zhou Sining had survived a beating from eight enraged Blue Valley Fierce Beasts.
"Let's get ashore first," Zhou Sining said coldly.
It was not that Zhou Sining was particularly merciful. Their surroundings simply left him little choice.
If things had played out as they had in the original story, he would have done exactly what Mo Fan did: thrown Lu Yilin into a pack of Demon Beasts without hesitation.
But their situation was nothing like that, and he had no desire to go hunting for a Commander Level beast just to punish Lu Yilin.
"All right."
The six of them quickly contacted Ai Jiangtu, and all twelve made it back to shore as fast as they could.
"Why are you back so early?" Nan Rongni asked, puzzled by the sight of everyone dripping wet.
"I'm not sure. Something seems to have happened to Zhou Sining's team. The