Monster! A complete monster!
Jiang Wei looked up slightly, gazing at the faintly curved corner of Fang Qingyu's mouth, her small mouth moved silently, finally turning into an extremely soft sigh filled with unspeakable meaning.
"Madman..."
...
The process of leaving the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea went much more smoothly afterward.
Perhaps it was the lingering power of the recent thunder, or maybe the residual violent aura on Fang Qingyu made the Life Ghosts instinctively fear, as they encountered hardly any substantial resistance along the way.
When the five of them dragged their exhausted but exhilarated bodies through the hefty alloy gate of Anvil Fortress again, the murky air and noisy uproar from the base's lower levels greeted them.
Numerous eyes instantly focused on them.
Especially when they saw the fresh, conspicuous dark burn marks on Fang Qingyu's face and the slightly damaged combat suit tinged with Thunder Fire, some people's expressions changed suddenly.
