This cold and emotionless voice resounded throughout the hall.
As soon as the voice rang out, everyone’s gaze shifted from Zhang Hang to the pile of debris that was five to six meters tall.
They didn’t know when, but Yun Jian had already carried everyone on his back and easily stood on the pile of debris that was five to six meters tall.
Just looking at this pile of debris that was five to six meters tall gave people a feeling that it was on the verge of collapse.
If one stood on it, there was a possibility that one might fall off this pile of tall and unstable debris at any time.
However, Yun Jian, who was the focus of everyone’s attention, stood on the pile of tall debris like a light feather. She was so stable that no one could find a single flaw in her.
As soon as these frightening words left her mouth, everyone saw that she seemed to agree with what she had just said. At this moment, she was playing with a few explosives in her hands.
