Yang Fei quickly lowered his head, avoiding Zeus's gaze.
He still hadn't found Mad Blade, and wasn't confident in dealing with the Doomsday Goddess and Zeus.
At this moment, he didn't want to be recognized by Zeus.
Zeus kept staring at Yang Fei, his aged, murky eyes gleaming with a blade-like brilliance, filled with suspicion and a trace of malice.
Yang Fei activated Serpent Sting, while fully operating Turtle Extreme to conceal his entire aura.
He was being escorted by alien soldiers, walking out of the arena.
Yang Fei's palms were all sweaty.
Zeus snorted and waved his hand casually.
A mysterious guard with a black veil on his face emerged from behind him and saluted Zeus.
Zeus said something to the mysterious guard.
The mysterious guard nodded, crossed over the high platform, and rushed toward Yang Fei.
Yang Fei's heart tightened. If Zeus acted against him, should he strike back or not?
The veiled mysterious figure spun and instantly reached the center of the arena.
