"Boss!"
"Captain!"
"Damn it, let go of the captain!"
"Wait, look quickly, he doesn't seem to be a Ghost Master!"
"It's true, he doesn't have Ghost Patterns! His eyes are normal!"
"Is he a Priest of the Great Evolution God!? Or a Wilderness Hunter from some gathering place?"
"Such fierce pressure, I even feel he can rival an Emperor Level mutant!"
A group of people were talking noisily, like a chaotic marketplace.
Some discussing Lu Wenwu's power, some scared and timid, some wanting to rescue their leader, and some with furrowed brows shielding the others.
A myriad of human feelings.
The miner's hat leader was desperately gripping the wrist like iron pincers, trying to lift himself up to slightly alleviate the pain of blood and breath not circulating.
Feeling the increasingly powerful grip on his neck, he struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat.
"Mis...understanding..."
"Misunderstanding?"
