However, every single arrangement was disrupted by the sudden emergence of Lin Zifeng, this unforeseen factor.
"Brother Lin!"
All thirty-six brothers of Hidden Kill roared with eyes wide open.
"Everyone get back beyond a hundred meters for me!" Lin Zifeng abruptly turned around, his angry gaze sweeping over everyone's defiant faces.
"Move – back – now!" Lin Zifeng shouted word by word.
In the end, overwhelmed by Lin Zifeng's pressure, everyone bit their teeth and unwillingly retreated tens of meters back.
Bu Chen's eyes reddened, almost to the point of tears.
"I'm not leaving! If there's a battle, brother, I'll stand with you! If it's death, brother, I'll go with you! Fine! Since you refuse to hurt them, then let me, Bu Chen, face it; life and death are for fate to decide."
"If you still trust me, then obediently retreat." At this moment, not only was Bu Chen wrestling with fierce internal conflict, but how could Lin Zifeng not be the same?
