His eyes were bloodshot, filled with endless regret.
"It was Lei Meng..."
"It was him. At the last moment, he used his own body to block that fatal blow from Shi Dang for us..."
"He bought us... that fraction of a second for the teleportation... less than a tenth of a second..."
"He died on the spot..."
Shi Potian couldn't say any more.
He lowered his head, his broad shoulders trembling violently.
After a long while, he finally raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Qin Feng.
"Qin Feng, you warned us before... told us to be careful of Shi Dang."
"But none of us expected... that things would get this serious."
"We never imagined that the gaze of an Evil God was so close, in any corner the Subspace could project to."
"..."
After hearing the entire story, Qin Feng was silent.
Shi Potian's fragmented account, filled with endless regret and pain, settled over the deathly silent dormitory like the toll of a heavy Funeral Bell.
Qin Feng remained unusually calm.
