10 minutes had gone by, and Xu Feng's group officially entered the boss's room.
Needless to say, Lightning Blade had returned to the team 7 minutes earlier.
His face was drained of color, and his movement was sluggish.
He was porcupined to death and got revived on the spot. When he saw his guildmates again, he nearly cried in tears of joy.
At that moment, many people couldn't help but give Xu Feng some glances.
A proud and confident young man reduced to such a state. Just how much of a trauma did he have to go through?
"Ahem, now we just need to wait for Dark Night to die and regroup with us." Xu Feng cleared his throat and feigned ignorance of their obvious stares.
What was he supposed to do?
He believed Lightning Blade could easily go through this trauma.
If it wasn't for this trust, then he wouldn't have chosen him to become the bait.
