It was just the blink of an eye; the white light and electric arcs had dissipated, leaving not a single one of the Shadow Soldiers that had packed the bridge surface. All that remained in the air was the smell of ozone left behind after the electric arcs pierced through it. Xin Chen stood dumbly on the spot, looking at Gu Tao with a mix of tears and laughter.
"Junior brother, we've got big trouble now."
"Tsk," Gu Tao said nonchalantly, "Those things were supposed to be dealt with by you in the first place. Now that I've helped you, you're still talking about trouble?"
