Xu Su had no capacity to listen to him. Her mind was still consumed by the look she had just seen in Zhou Mochen's eyes.
She had never seen Zhou Mochen with that kind of expression before…
Helplessness, pain, and panic all fused into one, making her realize with a start that the invincible man from her memories seemed to have reached his breaking point.
Xu Su clenched her fists and looked at the two men grappling with each other.
As expected of childhood friends from similar backgrounds, their fighting styles were surprisingly alike. They traded blows, each punch and kick aimed to kill, neither holding anything back.
The killing intent in Zhou Mochen's eyes was so thick it was almost tangible, and Shen Chen wasn't exactly a man of high moral character himself.
