What's going on?
After wiping the mud from his face, Zhan Se felt a surge of anxiety within him.
"Fourth Brother, something's not right," he said.
Bowing his head, Emperor Quan gave her a stern glance and cursed gravely.
"Damn son of a bitch."
Zhan Se looked at him, puzzled, not knowing whom he was cursing. Cold air was still stuck in her throat, and her tight heart had yet to settle from the fear. She spoke with suspicion, "What is Zhang Zhongkai playing at? Why didn't the top of the mountain explode?"
Emperor Quan's lips were pursed coldly as he helped her up, pondering something. He cursed through clenched teeth again without answering her question, but instead touched her face as if to confirm something.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
