"Ugh... your idea is indeed not bad!" Sang Biaohu nodded but then thought again and shook his head, "An explosion of this intensity, wouldn't it blast Chu Nan to smithereens? Where would there even be a head left to pick up, probably not a single hair would remain!"
Sang Biaohu looked at the still-smoking Warehouse 44 and commanded, "Like this, go find two young punks and bring Tao Keke over, let her witness these shredded pieces of flesh! This time, let's make her completely give up hope, so she will obediently follow me hereafter!"
The crew-cut man immediately responded, turned around, and went to make arrangements, while Sang Biaohu walked towards Warehouse 44 with a smirk on his face, the smoke gradually dispersing. He couldn't wait to see Chu Nan's fate.
Fifteen minutes had passed since the last explosion, and Chu Nan slowly withdrew the True Qi protective shield, finding himself unscathed, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
