Tang Zheng and Yin Shangwu gaze at each other, neither seeing any hint of hesitation or retreat in the other's eyes, as still as a dead lake without a ripple. These are the eyes that see death, and their single hands gripping the hilts of their weapons are already taut with veins, gathering strength, ready to strike at any moment.
Hearing Yin Shangwu's breath slow down and become long, Tang Zheng's pupils suddenly contract, his attention reaching its peak, because he knows her attack is imminent.
"It might be good to test her limits, but why can I still use my seed ability when the five-minute limit has already passed?" Tang Zheng was a bit confused, but his face remained calm, revealing no information, "No, I need to act first, I can't wait anymore. If I lose my seed ability, I wouldn't even have a chance to gamble."
