Lin Fan said, "Nobody expected it to turn out like this, but how come all of you have firearms? In our country, these things are banned."
Johnny laughed, "Didn't I just say? We are an international rescue organization, so it's quite normal for us to have firearms. You don't have to be so surprised. Oh, and our shelter has accommodated many survivors, all your compatriots. I think you'll feel quite at home when you see them."
He looked at Lin Fan, his frail figure. Even carrying the Frost Mourning, what could he achieve? He was still weak, easy enough to break his neck with one hand.
"Really? I'm really thankful to you all then. I think my compatriots will be very grateful to you as well," Lin Fan replied.
From their eyes, Lin Fan saw ferocity and mockery; this was no friendly demeanor. Unfortunately, for others, your disguise might indeed be impeccable, but to me, who can see right through your intentions from just a glance, you cannot hide.