Yang Fan observed Miles' condition and sighed with a bit of regret.
Because this wanderer wouldn't live much longer.
This guy is just an ordinary person, frequently using power far beyond his limits, it's impossible not to pay a price.
Every punch Miles throws, a portion of his life force would be overdrawn, and his soul would weaken further.
"Huff~"
His breathing is becoming increasingly heavy.
Miles seems to realize that time is running out, and his killing becomes more frenzied.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
With every punch thrown, an elite surely dies.
Miles kicks open a door, looks at the trembling Federation official in the room, and recognizes the person's identity.
He doesn't act immediately, but asks a question: "Sir, why is it that when people like us poor folks go to the hospital, the doctor asks a few questions and charges thousands?"
The official's lips quivered for a moment but couldn't utter a single word.
