Olga stared at the man who had suddenly appeared like a divine warrior descending from the heavens, momentarily stunned.
Though she maintained the reserve of a married woman, seeing hope in such desperate circumstances still made her breathe a sigh of relief. She softly reminded him, "Thank you, sir. Please be careful."
The Mysterious Man was about to turn to Olga and offer some high-sounding words about "drawing a blade to right an injustice," hoping to win her favor, when a lazy voice interrupted him.
"Hey, what are you playing the big bad wolf for?" Li Chen had stopped at some point. Arms folded across his chest, he watched the Mysterious Man with a mocking expression.
"You've been hiding nearby and watching for ages, haven't you? You just wanted to wait until this foolish lady fought herself to exhaustion so you could jump out and play the hero rescuing a beauty, win her favor, and pocket a few benefits along the way. When it comes to hypocrisy, you're far better than these useless fools lying on the ground."
Li Chen's words were like a sharp knife. They not only tore away the Mysterious Man's mask of virtue, but also humiliated Gulag and his companions lying on the ground.
With his intentions exposed, the Mysterious Man's handsome face instantly flushed crimson. Humiliation, anger, and murderous intent flashed through his eyes!
The atmosphere he had painstakingly created had been utterly ruined, and this seemingly down-and-out wizard had actually dared to humiliate him!
"You're courting death!" the Mysterious Man roared. Without another word, his Spirit Power erupted. He moved like a phantom, appearing at Li Chen's left side almost instantaneously!
He held two fingers together like a sword, gathering an incomparably sharp golden edge at their tips, and thrust them straight toward Li