C267 Qin Ming's Dilemma

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The blood-red comet streaked through the jungle, its piercing energy reducing swathes of vegetation to dust, as Faang Jin blasted a wide path through the dense foliage.

"Senior Brother Faang Jin, shouldn't we notify Martial Uncle Blood Sea?" the bamboo-like man suggested, his face contorted with displeasure and a tinge of impatience in his voice.

Dusk was approaching