Fan Xian extended his arm and grabbed the black chest from among the silver ingots scattered on the floor.
A slightly rough but textured sensation came from his finger. This familiar and marvelous feeling seemed to pour an endless amount of courage and zhenqi in his body. In an instant, it made him throw off all his timidity and shock. Full of confidence, he didn't care at all about the ship that was about to crash into him.
He leapt into the cabin. This series of actions were so quick that he didn't realize there was someone beside him.
As he carried the black chest with 100 times his courage and prepared to charge out of the cabin onto the mainland to terrorize the world, he abruptly found a person wearing Overwatch Council robes next to him and involuntarily paused.