Dealer of Military Merits

Standing at the rim of the bloodied deep crater, Chen Zuan could not place his feelings. Even though Lu Xiaoyu had displayed the explosive force of her Class D Intermediate power system awakened power, and also her ultra-decisive and composed façade, it would be more apt to say its cold-bloodedness rather than composure.

To simply kill the person underground with a punch without knowing the identity, what if the person is a comrade in the Heavenly Network? Won't that be fratricide?

Chen Zuan felt that he should be fearful of Lu Xiaoyu, but he simply could not be scared of her. As much as she had just killed a person, she did not have a trace of any vibe which could justify his aversion for her. It was as if she was merely doing something she should.

"Xiao Yu… aren't you scared of killing someone wrongly?" Chen Zuan asked curiously.

"Impossible," Lu Xiaoyu answered with certainty. However, she did not elaborate why.