The clearing was deathly silent for several seconds and everyone's gazes focused on the young man wearing black sweat pants and a casual white T-shirt without impurities. The look on the young man's face was as indifferent as if what he had just done was not taking the lives of two people but killing two flies.
The three armed men who accompanied Shao Yang looked at the corpse of their former team leader and cringed in fear as they realized that those blood threads were mysteriously floating in the air, only becoming partially visible when the sun's rays hit them at the right angle.
Bai Zemin ignored the cries of fear and pleas of the kneeling survivors and looked at the three armed men before declaring in a firm, cold voice, "You three broke orders and supported a traitor to free a captive but also raised your guns against your own comrades."
"W- Wait!"
"Leader, please listen to what I have to say!"
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