"Sorry, friend, I've dragged you into this."
Chenyu from next door got up and walked through the hole, his face full of bitterness.
Who are you?
Shang Wu frowned, looking at him warily: "Why would the cultists attack you directly within District 11?"
"It's a long story."
Chen Yu sighed: "It's all because of our boss. He discovered the Creation Cult's stronghold, but now he's probably in grave danger."
"A stronghold of the Creation Cult?"
Shangwu's gaze sharpened, but he didn't ask any further questions.
Because the two believers above are already getting closer.
Shangwu immediately concluded that, regardless of their reasons for appearing, it was best for these two people to stay.
"I'll explain in detail after this is over."
His holding of a sharp blade and his apparent unwillingness to leave surprised Chenyu.
“They are religious believers, you don’t need to get involved,” Chenyu kindly advised.
Shang Wu said calmly, "They're just two followers."
The moment he entered the field, even among geniuses, he was at the pinnacle, enough to justify his arrogance.
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot straight into the sky, the shockwave from which blew the clutter in the room into disarray.
Chen Yu stood behind him, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated.
He was a good person, but he had to use the other party to clear his name.
As Shangwu said before, there is no right or wrong, only different perspectives.
The two believers' gazes turned cold as well.
Clearly, they harbored murderous intent towards this passerby who suddenly intervened!
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