Liao Youzhi still wore his signature outfit, a black mask covering his face, revealing only his penetrating eyes.
He had keen ears, and had heard Li Zongkai's speech in the stairwell. As he approached, he said with a half-smile, "Old Li, you're the slowest today. Why so reluctant?"
Under the dim light, more than twenty well-equipped combatants spread out in a fan shape; some were from Liao Youzhi's Guard Team, while others were members of the Vanguard Corps Team One. These people were said to represent the strongest fighting power of the Survivor Alliance.
To Liu Yao and several others, this formation did not carry much special meaning, but Li Zongkai was a bit apprehensive because he already felt uneasy due to a series of events.
"How could I be reluctant? I'm feeling a bit unwell; it's too cold outside, and I'm afraid I couldn't handle it all at once. Took a moment to collect myself after getting up, haha, but didn't delay anything serious. Should we head out?"
