Proud people were proud because they naturally believed they were better than others.
Otherwise, if they were inferior to others, how could they feel proud?
Han Shanzhong was a proud man because his strength truly was exceptional.
Gale Assassin, Level 18.
In the current apocalypse, that Sequence level definitely placed him among the experts.
Luo Fan had specifically asked the Hope Convoy's support to give him a powerful buff. Han Shanzhong thought Luo Fan had a good eye: he knew Han Shanzhong was the strongest, so he had buffed him.
But what happened? Once they had formed their encirclement, the Weird had broken through his position. Han Shanzhong found that hard to accept.
Someone had placed such high expectations on him, yet he had delivered a failing performance?
"Old Han, you were actually shouldering the pressure of several people in that encirclement just now. This wasn't your fault." Beside him, the man from the Elite Squad holding hidden weapons offered a few words of comfort.
Luo Fan: "..."
Watching Han Shanzhong step forward to apologize to him, Luo Fan's lips twitched slightly.
Originally, Luo Fan had expected Han Shanzhong might rush up to confront him, demanding to know why he had cast the Holy Light Descent buff on him alone, making him stand out like a firefly in the night and draw the onslaught of so many Weird.
He had never imagined that Han Shanzhong would actually feel guilty!
"Ahem, Old Han, after fighting side by side this time, we've been through life and death together. There's no need to apologize over something so minor."
Clearing his throat, Luo Fan spoke with an air of great generosity.
"Yes. From now on, you, Luo Fan, are my brother," Han Shanzhong nodded, agreeing with Luo Fan.
"By the way, all those Weird