"Alright, hurry up and leave!"
Huang Fuguang couldn't be bothered to look at their behavior. Perhaps it seemed like they were reenacting human warmth in this place. On the opposite side, the dancer taunted them by moving slowly. He hated it. He remembered once acting similarly with enemies performing a tragicomedy in despair. This time, his role was different, and he hated this atmosphere!
"Yes!"
Seeing the dancer approaching, they dared not waste any more time. Wu Zhixiong restarted the Scavenger and retreated.
"Then we are leaving!"
"Go! Move quickly! I'll hold off this guy!"
Huang Fuguang impatiently waved for them to go and urged them once more. They stopped talking, fully focused on retreating. Suddenly, Huang Fuguang said, "Wait a minute?"
"What's the matter?"
"If you meet Yang Xiangfeng, please tell him for me... the person who once despised him now genuinely admires him."
