The banks of the underground river are slippery.
Unlike the stone patchwork where Asher Gu and Boss Xun were standing, the place where Chase Rong was standing was a flat stone platform half submerged in water. Moss crawled all over the passage from the cracks, and dark green water plants swayed, creating gentle ripples.
The water waves gradually turned a deep blood red.
Chase Rong's lower body was soaked, and his back was against the wall, which was a relatively safe position.
Hearing the master's words, his eyebrows raised, but the hand holding the gun did not move at all, and his index finger pressed the trigger tighter, as if an invisible sharp edge was ready to be fired.
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