At this moment, rapid footsteps echoed from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of members of the God Organization arrived quickly, surrounding everyone.
At the same time, the crowd split in the middle, revealing a narrow passage. With Zhu Hong wearing a silver mask, flanked by Chu Huaiyang, Song Mingzhe, and others, he strode to the front of the crowd, coldly staring at Ling Chen and the others.
"Hmph! Ling Chen, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to find your way here. But unfortunately, even if you found us, what can you do? Do you think you have the ability to lead them out?"
"Without even trying, how do you know I can't?" Ling Chen calmly replied, reaching into his pocket while his gaze scanned the crowd, searching for Chen Quan's figure. However, Chen Quan seemed to have not appeared.
"Zhu Hong, without your Master as your backing, do you think these rabble can keep us here?"
