Neither of the two had a particularly powerful aura. Clearly, both were only at Sequence One.
This convoy was merely a small, weak convoy in the apocalypse.
And precisely because of that.
Despite knowing they were in the Shanghai uninhabited zone, hunted day and night by Eerie and monsters, they had never managed to leave Shanghai's boundaries and could only cling to life along its fringes.
Seeing people approaching.
Wang Ying held her long saber in her arms and vaulted onto the roof of the off-road vehicle, her gaze icy, a chilling murderous aura radiating from her;
Zheng Xiaofeng stepped straight out of the vehicle and stood in front of Cao Xianming, iron armor instantly covering his entire body as he braced for confrontation;
Yang Yong sat inside the vehicle, his expression calm.
Only... two Heavenly Dragon Slash Flying Daggers had already silently burrowed deep underground.
They could burst out and strike at any moment, concealing lethal intent.
Negotiations with other convoys naturally fell to that old fox, Cao Xianming.
Everyone had assumed that, with the other party approaching so aggressively, they must be coming to pick a fight and a clash would break out.
But, unexpectedly, once the two drew close.
Qi Peiliang, whose face had been stern and filled with anger, suddenly reined in all his hostility and put on a deliberate smile.
He extended his hand straight toward Cao Xianming, who was clearly the convoy's captain.
"Hello, I'm Qi Peiliang, captain of the Peace Convoy, a Sequence One Danger Sensor of the Pathfinder Sequence."
"This is our convoy's Transcendent, Liu Hong, a Sequence One Flesh Apprentice of the Titan Sequence."
Seeing how forthcoming he was, Cao Xianming was momentarily taken aback.
But when he glanced at the frosty Wang Ying beside him out of the corner of