Thump! Thump! Thump!
A series of footsteps resounded in everyone's hearts, causing their blood to vibrate involuntary. Some less powerful warriors became deathly pale in just an instant.
Finally, a towering silhouette appeared ten feet away from Xiao Chen. The azure-colored battle armor added a metallic sheen to his body, with a cold indifference emanating from the curved knife hanging behind his back.
"So it's you! I didn't expect you to be alive, but it seems like you're fortunate, having found some chance opportunities. But remember, this is the Great Wasteland, not a place where a nobody with some fortunate encounters can cause havoc!"
Mu Qingcang spoke in a slow and condescending tone, "Release them, and I'll give you a dignified death. After all, we have fought side by side against the Exotic Clan, I suppose we could be considered comrade-in-arms."
"Come forward and receive your punishment!"
Another warrior accompanying Mu Qingcang spoke up.
