After unloading the cargo, Wang Sen returned to the secret base's operation research room.
Upon entering, he saw Fei Yunlai sitting in a chair on the far left of the room, lost in thought, who didn't react at all even when he saw Wang Sen come in.
Wang Sen noticed that Fei Yunlai's eyes had no focus, and curiously turned his head to ask Lin Rui, "What's up with the coach? He seems off."
"Might be a bit shocked?"
Lin Rui replied with a slight smile, playing with an opulent gold-colored bank card in his hand, "You don't know, in that last fight, our coach, a Seventh Realm against a Sixth Realm, almost slipped up and performed below standard—"
"Nonsense!"
Fei Yunlai, unable to tolerate Lin Rui shattering his tall image in Wang Sen's eyes, glared at Lin Rui with wide-open eyes: "That was Ignatius, decked out with top-tier equipment, with the combat strength comparable to many in the Seventh Realm."
