After Max's father shouted majestically, he walked quickly, and the sound of rapid footsteps echoed in the small room.
The two people hiding under the table could clearly hear the sounds getting closer and closer. Every step they took was their heartbeats and blood, with a buzzing sound that resounded in their ears.
Blake Jing slowly narrowed his eyes. He was never one to sit back and wait for death. He originally wanted to solve the problem quietly, but if he was really discovered, he wouldn't mind using his power.
Just because General Shence is good at using his wits does not mean that he is not proficient in martial arts.
In the corner where Max couldn't see, Blake Jing had already communicated with the roar of thunder and lightning, and was ready to go. A thought could make the thunder flash.
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