Looking down with disdain.
In that instant of spine-chilling fear, Lu Ming instinctively stepped back: "Who are you!"
Then, he saw that smile on the face, so warm and gentle.
Like a dream shadow.
"I am that cripple you just mentioned."
Ji Jue reached out, patted his shoulder, gently brushed away the nonexistent dust, then naturally moved forward, smiling slightly at Wen Wen, and took Lu Ming's place as he stepped up the stairs.
Standing in front of everyone.
He turned back, looking at those unfamiliar faces.
Grinned.
"Hello, everyone, I am Ji Jue. Perhaps some of you have heard of me, and many have not seen me, but that's alright."
He slowly said, "Yes, that's right, as you know, after such a heavy loss and price, the only result we brought back.
For this, I am grateful. I will not turn a blind eye to everyone's sacrifices. For those who risked their lives for a stranger they had never met, as the one being rescued, I am grateful.
