Qing Chen suddenly stood up, using the greatest strength he had ever mustered in his life, chasing after the silhouette of the Silver City Duke.
He suddenly recalled a night when he skipped class and headed home, at the T-junction on Xingshu Road, where he saw a well-dressed young man, who smiled and said to him: Hello, I am He Jinqiu from Kyushu.
Qing Chen only felt that his heart, blood, and mind were all boiling, the lightning plasma within him incessantly surging.
Those arcs of electricity continuously resonated, growing amidst the immense fury.
Yet, when they touched upon a certain critical point, they were unable to break through.
Thus, they began seeking another outlet, beginning to assimilate with flesh and blood, permeating into Qing Chen's very being.
At this moment, Boss He, who was lying flat on the ground, used the last of his strength to barely prop up his shattered body, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
