Yan Lianqiu Asking for Help

Sun Ze hesitated, knowing that Dan Chen was forcing him into a dilemma. If he didn't kill Wan Chen, he would definitely die here.

"Just five breaths of time left," Dan Chen's emotionless voice came.

"Let's go all out!" Sun Ze gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and charged at Wan Chen.

"Sun Ze, you're out of your mind!" Wan Chen was shocked, both his hands propping up as he slowly retreated. Although his Dantian was shattered, he still didn't want to die like this.

"Wan Chen, don't blame me; blame yourself for choosing the wrong enemy."

Sun Ze raised his palm, hitting Wan Chen's forehead, and Wan Chen's body immediately went limp. Blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth simultaneously.

"Dan Chen, I mean, Senior Dan, how did I do?" Sun Ze quickly changed his demeanor, looking like a loyal dog, and asked for approval from Dan Chen.