Returning

4:28.

Looking at the young man clad in deep navy blue before him, Si Jianting's face was full of malevolence. While his frozen jaw made a sound, no words came out, as if he wasn't willing to reveal anything.

Lou Cheng knew that the saving operation was urgent, so he didn't delay. His expression immediately became serious, and in his mind he visualized the sharp and frigid Army Formula.

He did not complete the formula, and also didn't pronounce the ancient words. He only melded this battlefield vigor with his own terrifying energy and conformed all of this into his words, constricting Si Jianting's spirit.

"Where is Li Zhenhua?!" Lou Cheng shouted gravely.

Si Jianting shivered mysteriously. His entire body shivered, but many years of experience dealing with blood and carnage in the wartorn areas had made him stronger and unwilling to admit defeat.

Lou Cheng narrowed his eyes, and he repeated it.

"Where is Li Zhenhua!?"