Ma Zhongfei was a bit bewildered by Ren Zhong's slightly carefree attitude.
But Ren Zhong's next words secretly delighted him.
Ren Zhong put away the Murdering Knife in his hand, "Considering each of your performances has met my expectations, I've decided not to kill any of you for now. How does that sound?"
The eight frozen Guardians exchanged glances, all suppressing the joy on their faces, only showing gratitude.
They were all calculating the time. Since Ren Zhong's team appeared outside the white sphere, nearly an hour had passed.
The return path of the super-level Professional, the Ice Sealed Guardian, was already halfway traveled; soon, they might survive.
Ren Zhong from the opposite side: "Happy? You should be thankful for my mercy."
Beside him, Ying Feng, whose face was deathly pale, stammered: "Yes, thank you for your mercy."
Ren Zhong: "No need to thank me, it's expected."
After saying this, Ren Zhong winked at Ying Feng.
