Shen Ziming did not hesitate, using his arm to make gestures on Chen Sheng's hand to indicate his identity.
This time,
his actions were fast.
After all,
being held in Chen Sheng's grasp was not a pleasant experience.
Soon,
Shen Ziming felt the palm loosen slightly.
He noticed that Xiao Hei was extending its tentacles from Chen Sheng's knuckles.
It seemed to be transmitting some information.
Quickly,
the guarded expression on Chen Sheng's face faded.
He lowered Shen Ziming back to the ground.
"Sorry, Old Shen, the situation is special now."
Chen Sheng didn't elaborate on the reason.
Shen Ziming didn't ask further either.
As always.
The two of them may not have known each other for long, but they had experienced life and death together.
So, understanding each other was there.
"No problem."
Shen Ziming shook his head.
Then, with a worried look on his face, he stared at Chen Sheng.
"What are your plans going forward?"
Although neither of them explicitly said so,
