BOOM!!!
The moment those lines of text—soaked in blood and betrayal—flashed before Qin Feng's eyes, it was as if a supernova had detonated inside his skull.
A towering rage, impossible to describe with words and hot enough to melt steel in an instant, erupted from the deepest depths of his soul.
In that instant, the power armor's Psychic Core seemed unable to withstand the terrifying emotion, letting out a faint, mournful hum as if on the verge of collapse.
Yet this extreme, sanity-consuming fury lasted only a moment.
In the next instant, all the fury, all the brutality, and all the killing intent were forcibly suppressed, contained, and sealed away by a far greater power—an absolute calm as cold as Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice.
No emotion showed on Qin Feng's face.
His deep eyes, which had been crimson, instantly returned to a dead, rippleless calm.
He didn't reply.
