The spatial ray swept over a few strands of hair, Chang Bei nonchalantly brushed them off, took her coat, and put it back on. "I'll make a trip, if you're worried about Xu Huo messing things up, seize the time."
Xue Lang tightened his mouth without saying anything, while Chang Bei glanced at him with extreme sarcasm before leaving.
"Bang!" Xue Lang smashed the communicator in his hand, and then his bloodshot eyes turned outward, his gaze falling on those players who were attracted by the commotion.
*
There was little to do while waiting. After Dou Shengnan was held back by the players, Xu Huo left the girl in the painting behind, instructing her not to turn back into paper form, and departed from the combat base.
He randomly collected some people in the Capital Safe Zone, and along the way, he encountered some trapped players from Zone 014, lending them a hand to solve their troubles.
"Mr. Xu!" A player from the Special Defense Department called out to him again.
