Wen Jie was taken aback; he didn't know if the Number One Player was testing him or being serious.
The Guardians were all chosen from elite members of the army, and as their captain, he was an elite among elites, not only possessing great strength but also a peerless family background. Logically speaking, even if the Number One Player had some suspicions, they should not have been so direct...
But in the next moment, he saw the adorable little girl stretch out her hand.
...And then, he no longer thought the girl was so cute.
"Bang!"
Like a machine violently smashing into mashed potatoes, an invisible force suddenly pressed down, as if weighing a thousand pounds, crashing down on Wen Jie, flattening him completely. His finely crafted armor felt like it was made of paper, and he didn't even have the chance to utter a question.
There wasn't even a question asked, not even a reason given.
The little girl held her chin up, the dark halo pulsing in her hand.