Because he understood, Zhou Yan suddenly felt some sorrow.
This sorrow was not for himself, but for Zhou Gucheng.
Did he really think that his actions could be flawless?
Or, in his eyes, am I also this sorrowful and ridiculous?
Zhou Yan's hand uncontrollably trembled slightly, at this moment, he could strike, not only breaking free from the shackling environment in front of him but even killing many people like Zhou Gucheng and Zhou Ying in one fell swoop.
Because there was such an opportunity at this moment—the distance between the Zhou Family and the Ancient Evil Spirits had invisibly closed in on each other.
With a surprise attack, a punch could end all of them, along with the Ancient Evil Spirits.
However, a sudden look from Zhou Gucheng made Zhou Yan understand a lot, and after a slight motion of his hand, he ultimately did not throw that punch.
Such a plan, which he almost considered within his calculations to execute a perfect kill, Zhou Yan just gave it up like that.