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Mu Fan appeared on a densely interwoven, aquatic plant-covered riverbank, immersing his right arm in the icy river water. The blood on his arm gradually washed away.
This cold river water also stimulated Mu Fan's brain. Before he returned to a safe area, Dark Breath would remain active, so his brain was racing.
The impression those two gave him was akin to two cold humanoid weapons. Their techniques were so experienced, and every move was unlike those Star Thieves he had encountered before.
He didn't sense that fierce viciousness from those two, but rather a profound indifference to life.
They regarded human life as nothing more than grass!
So, sorry.
When it comes to life and death, he would always choose the former.
Mu Fan could now conclude that these two had a clear target: himself. And they were assigned.
"Black, any anomalies?"