His eyes were filled with a violent rage, as if he had seen something extremely detestable. At this point, his already hostile gaze seemed to have been laced with poison. It was indescribably terrifying.
Mu Donglin shuddered. He could clearly see the man clenching his fists and narrowing his eyes as though he was looking at him.
Mu Xichen raised his fist and threw it forward.
It hit exactly where Mu Donglin was standing.
Mu Donglin shuddered in fear. Immediately, he saw the man's fist had passed through his head and landed heavily on the metal wall behind his head.
Mu Donglin turned around and immediately saw the iron sheet, now dented under the impact of Mu Xichen's fist.
It left a deep and heavy mark.
Mu Xichen's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "Keep looking!"
Gu Mingye couldn't help but ask, "She's even forgotten about you. Is it worth it?"
Mu Xichen looked ahead and did not answer.
