"Little Jiu," Qin Feng looked over, "I don't have many friends in this world. One has died, two are unknown, and they might have already gone. I regret not being by their side during their most dangerous times. I consider you a friend, and now I'm by your side. How can I just stand by and watch you die?"
Qin Feng's attitude was resolute.
Even those familiar with Huo River, Dou Yingshan, Dai Tian, and Wan Qun had died, making Qin Feng deeply saddened. The deaths of Wei Yang and Wu Junman, as well as Tiantian's experiences, still left him feeling guilty and self-reproaching.
"Rest assured, the power of resentment is minimal, and the latter two won't be unexpected; I can easily defeat them." Instead, Qin Feng smiled and comforted Dan Taixue and Hei Jiu, then directly declared war: "I won't give up, the ninth rank will appear!"
"Good, good."
Suddenly, a profound voice rang out in the void, fierce and containing immense power.
