In the thick night fog, battles were erupting in all directions.
Qin Ming drifted silently, his consciousness soaring high into the sky. He didn't act rashly but instead observed the scene below.
Did someone want to kill him? Yet, he clearly heard the "Fierce Sun" in the sky let out a muffled groan, indicating that those people were also under attack.
This was destined to be a chaotic night. An unknown organization likely intended to fish in troubled waters.
Qin Ming lay quietly in hiding, waiting for an opportunity. Perhaps he could seize the moment to eliminate his opponents.
"I hope everyone fares well." Otherwise, he didn't mind becoming a member of the mysterious organization and hunting in this chaotic night.
Soundlessly, Qin Ming approached the area where Li Qingyun was located, preparing to take action.
