From the black fog emerged a young man. He was 1.87 meters tall, with pale skin and handsome features.
He wore a deep blue Gold Bear Level Combat Suit. His calm and composed demeanor revealed an air of nobility unknown to ordinary folk.
There was no energy shield around the young man. The black mist in the air lingered around him, shrouding him in an aura of mystique.
"Where did this greenhorn come from? Not even activating his Power Field amidst such intense Death Qi... Isn't he afraid of his body being corroded by it?"
Someone in the squad muttered, pausing halfway through as if he remembered something, then looked at Xie Jun with surprise.
Xie Jun pursed his lips and hummed softly in affirmation.
The expressions of the four people in the squad instantly became strange.
They looked at the young man approaching them, their gazes filled with an inexplicable sense of amusement.
Under their scrutiny, the young man maintained his calm.
