The man in grey who had already reached the shore possessed an incredibly terrifying arm strength. Even if it were only half, the weight of a kilometer-long iron chain was extremely astonishing, let alone carrying three grown men. Yet, in his hands, it seemed as light as a feather as the chain swiftly ascended with the three men.
Finally, they arrived at the mountaintop. Tang San didn't feel much, but the two men in grey he had saved were deathly pale.
Having struggled on the brink of life and death, anyone would have been severely affected.
The leading man in grey also took a long breath of relief, his gaze fixating on the still calm and graceful Tang San, before suddenly throwing a punch at his shoulder.
Tang San's shoulder moved slightly then stopped, not attempting to block it, because he could clearly sense that the man in grey harbored no malice with his punch.
