C790 The Raging Elder Mutant Scorpion

A gentle breeze caressed the aftermath of the battlefield. In the vicinity, space subtly pulsed as two silhouettes slowly materialized. The woman, clad in a striking red dress, was none other than Su Xinling from the Middle Extreme Chamber of Commerce. Her companion, a dignified middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and eyes as deep as the sea