"Mu."
Zhang Tiancheng merely nodded woodenly upon seeing the newcomer.
It seemed he could still recognize Mu Yunqing.
"Zhang, come with me."
With a flicker in his eyes, Mu Yunqing immediately grabbed Zhang Tiancheng, ready to leave.
He really wanted to kill Zhang Tiancheng right where he stood. But Zhang Tiancheng's body would be evidence, so how could he leave it behind? He had no choice but to take him away.
"Yes, Mu."
Zhang Tiancheng nodded, an extremely obedient look on his face.
"Good!"
Maintaining a serious expression, Mu Yunqing's form flashed, heading for the exit of the dungeon.
Before leaving, he turned his head to look at Wen Zhixing, who lay on the ground with severe injuries, and snorted coldly, "Consider yourself lucky."
"Who are you calling lucky?"
Just then, a charming voice sounded from ahead.
Yet, this was the very voice Mu Yunqing least wished to hear.
At the dungeon's exit, two graceful figures blocked his path.
BOOM! RUMBLE!
