There was indeed a delay of a few seconds before the massive explosion.
It was only because he sensed something was wrong that he lunged for cover, narrowly escaping with his life.
If Wang Kang hadn't gotten clever and modified the fuse himself, he probably wouldn't have even left a complete corpse behind.
'So it was Wang Kang's stupidity that ended up saving my life!'
Fury churned within him, but he forced it down and remained hidden.
Song Qingya's face was ashen, not from fear, but from absolute rage.
'This Wang Kang... he's rotten to the core!'
'To think he'd attack his own comrade for power, and then stand there looking so smug, without a shred of remorse!'
The room fell silent. The air seemed to solidify, and even breathing felt heavy.
Wang Kang gradually sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.
Song Qingya's gaze grew colder and colder, sharp as a knife.
He wrung his hands, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His heart began to pound nervously.
