Soon, a minivan came into view.

The driver was Duan Xinrong, the captain of the Suzaku Squad. When multiple people are on a mission, vehicles with large load capacity are usually the first choice.

For couples like Huang Yuanqing and Ouyang Ningxue, this isn't necessary.

After Duan Xinrong got off the bus, he spotted Li Xuanzu immediately. He casually glanced at the more than 500 people who had been rescued, then looked away and walked straight toward Li Xuanzu.

"Hello, my name is Duan Xinrong, and I am the captain of the Vermilion Bird Squad. My abilities are..." Duan Xinrong extended her hand to Li Xuanzu, preparing to introduce herself.

"No need for introductions, get to the point: who are you here?" Li Xuanzu interrupted them without even reaching out.

Li Xuanzu had heard about these people's experiences to varying degrees, thanks to his divine sense which allowed him to remember everything he saw. He could also remember the spiritual energy of the Vermilion Bird Squad members.

What he cares about most right now isn't a few second-tier psionicists he could easily crush, but rather what the powerful backers behind them really mean.

"This... please give me some face. We're all working for the Dragon Kingdom. Do we really have to make things so tense?" Duan Xinrong stood there awkwardly, not only not withdrawing her hand, but extending it even further forward.

His tone already carried a hint of displeasure.

It's not that we can say anything about him, he's just ignorant.

Because they always believed that civilians' lives were cheap, and that no matter how many Li Xuanzu killed, it wouldn't matter. Moreover, they had never actually encountered a third-tier zombie. In addition, they boasted to their teammates all day long and were flattered by the civilians they rescued, so they became arrogant.

No combat videos of Li Xuanzu have been released, and he still needs reinforcements from the Dragon Kingdom to deal with five Tier 3 zombies.

These people are used to being high and mighty, especially Duan Xinrong. He seems easy to get along with, always smiling at everyone. When he encounters someone of similar strength, he tries to smooth things over with nonsense like "give me some face" or "we're all in the same industry."

Unfortunately, Li Xuanzu was in a bad mood, and seeing such people getting close to him only made him more annoyed.

"You're just a second-tier psionicist, who gave you the guts to try and save face in front of me?" Li Xuanzu's eyes gradually turned cold. If the other party dared to make another move, he would teach him a lesson.

Duan Xinrong looked displeased, but Li Xuanzu's imposing manner made him dare not act rashly any further. He awkwardly withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

"Stop! Did I say you could leave? Answer my question." Li Xuanzu spoke up, rubbing his forehead with one hand.

He was really having a headache. Why were all these psionicists so stupid?

Li Xuanzu couldn't help but think of Fu Yu. Although she wasn't very smart, at least she could tell the situation right from wrong.

Are the differences between people really that big?

"This is confidential, and I have no obligation to reveal this to an impolite person." Duan Xinrong thought that saying this would make Li Xuanzu realize that his tone was inappropriate, and then lower his stance and talk to him properly.

However, the truth is...

The instant Duan Xinrong finished speaking, his face made intimate contact with the ground.

“If you don’t talk, I’ll kill you and find someone else who’s willing to talk. If none of them are willing to talk, I’ll kill them all.” Li Xuanzu pressed down on Duan Xinrong’s head with one hand and grabbed one of his arms with the other.

Duan Xinrong's mind went blank. He couldn't understand how Li Xuanzu dared to attack him, a second-tier psychic, in front of everyone.

Moreover, he was the captain of a special psychic squad.

Just as he was bewildered, a voice like a devil's whisper came to his ear.

"Tsk, still not talking? Then let's teach him a lesson first. I'm a reasonable person." After saying that, Li Xuanzu tightened his grip on Duan Xinrong's arm slightly.

With a "ripping" sound, half of Duan Xinrong's hand, along with the bones of her entire arm, was torn off, leaving only her boneless upper arm hanging forlornly on her shoulder.

"Ah!!!" Although Duan Xinrong still hadn't reacted, the intense pain made him cry out.

But Li Xuanzu ignored him, changed his posture, and placed his hand on Duan Xinrong's only remaining arm.

"A second chance, but no more than three times; the third time is your head." Li Xuanzu couldn't help but sigh again, realizing that violence was still the most effective way to deal with fools.

Why do people always try to influence them?

Wouldn't it be easier to just convert them directly?

"I'll talk, I'll talk. It was Elder Fang from the Dragon Kingdom who sent us." Duan Xinrong originally thought that Li Xuanzu, who was asked by the Dragon Kingdom to come and rescue civilians, was an easy target.

Who would have thought that just by hesitating for a moment, he would lose an arm.