Since the team leader said so, everyone stood up and silently prepared to disembark.
The gunman glanced at Wu Xiaode.
"Don't worry, I'll lead the way," Wu Xiaode said with a smile.
"Good, thankfully Little Wu is reliable," the gunman responded with a smile.
Everyone hopped off the train.
Butterflies radiating light gradually flew over from behind the tunnel, lighting up the platform.
Wu Xiaode naturally walked at the forefront.
However, he glanced at his Soul Power and then at his skills, ultimately feeling a bit reluctant.
If only he could sacrifice another skill.
The Demon Mist would upgrade!
How could he obtain another skill?
The gunman...
No, he had just clashed with him once.
The team leader wasn't an option either, they had just had a blast of light, hoping for another unless they unearthed some earth-shattering secret.
Xiao Baihong was holding an umbrella, eating cake.
—Why did he have to please this milk-drinking, organ-eating frenzied child?
Ying...
