The instant Qin Heizi and Yang Mingfan appeared, Wang Tudou, who looked like a mangled mass of flesh and blood, was utterly stunned. He even forgot to kill Fulai and Daoguang.
Were these two idiots? Even stupider than Yu Tiange?! The Secret Realm in North Wind Town was over. The Star Source and opportunities had all been divided up, and they had drunk their farewell wine. Why had they appeared now? And why were they standing shoulder to shoulder with him, facing the Immortals emerging from the Heavenly Kings Hall and the thousands of mortal enemies flying out of Qianlong Avenue?
How was this any different from volunteering to die?! Besides... this wasn't how the fucking Squad Members did things.
Wang Tudou couldn't understand it or make sense of it. He didn't remember possessing any "personal charisma," much less sharing a bond with these two teammates worth living and dying for. All he remembered was... they had come together for profit, for Star Source.
But there was no doubt that seeing Qin Heizi and Yang Mingfan filled his heart with immense happiness and warmth. "Overwhelmed" might even describe it. It felt like being a demonic cultivator who had offended the righteous path and was hunted throughout the entire Human World, only to find two friends running up breathlessly when he reached a dead end with nowhere left to flee, waving and shouting, "Come on, brother, hide at my place... there's food and somewhere to sleep... we'll hide for as long as we can."
Did I really deserve this?
Wang Tudou wasn't sure. He didn't even dare ask or say much, afraid that one wrong word would wake Qin Heizi and Yang Mingfan up, make them realize how dangerous their choice was, and change their minds, sending them flying away from