"What's going on, Xia Wei? Calm down and lower your gun. Let's talk this out slowly,"
Standing opposite the group, Shen Congfei halted and slowly raised his hands, signaling that he meant no harm.
On the other side, the two teams looked at Xia Wei, who had her gun aimed, with an expression of both urgency and confusion.
They couldn't understand how things between these two had escalated to the point of gunplay.
Xue Yangping, Chen Yuanjia and others tried to mediate, but Xia Wei was unfazed, still aiming her gun at the opposite side.
Through the scope of her sniper rifle, she glared at Shen Congfei across from her and said coldly:
"I am very calm, you are not him."
Hearing this, not only did Shen Congfei on the opposite side show a look of astonishment, but also those nearby were puzzled.
"Xia Wei, what do you mean by that?"
"Isn't he Starfire?"
"Exactly! Take a closer look, we all see that he's Shen Congfei himself."
