On the Firebird, there were hardly any enemies left standing.
This was a one-sided battle, with no suspense at all.
The group Liang Yuan brought, except for Gu Feng and Li Yuejin, were basically all high-level combat forces.
Any one of them could be a leader in their own faction.
So, Liang Yuan naturally didn't have to worry about rescuing people and killing small soldiers.
His gaze didn't even linger on Brother Huo, who had been burned to a crisp.
Instead, he looked far off at the three people on the raft—Li Qinghua, Zhou Qingming, and Lin Wan.
Li Qinghua stood on the raft as well, watching Liang Yuan with lingering fear and a surge of anger in his heart.
"Damn it, how did this happen? How could he become so powerful!"
Zhou Qingming quickly untied the ropes binding Lin Wan, with a concerned look on his face: "Sister Wan, are you alright?"
Lin Wan's eyes were filled with anxiety, but suddenly, her body moved uncontrollably!
