158 So Weak That It’s Boring

The first person that came to Mingshi Yin's mind was Fan Xiuwen. Of all the people caught in the blast moments ago, Fan Xiuwen was the only one who had a possibility of surviving. His two subordinates, Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong, did not have such capabilities.

Lu Zhou stood atop the flying chariot. He looked down on the charred lands. He had seen the arm as well.

"Master, there's a possibility this is Fan Xiuwen. He's truly tenacious! There's no need to trouble yourself, master. I'll kill him on your behalf!" Mingshi Yin grinned and raised a hand. His Separation Hook hovered above his palm and glowed faintly. "We must be careful when facing such a powerful enemy…"

Duanmu Sheng was speechless. 'Old Fourth, you've always been good at bullying the weak.'

Mingshi Yin had just walked up to the charred arm when Lu Zhou's voice reached him.

"Dig."

"Huh?"