Li Qian's gaze held a hint of wariness. Although his superpower had suffered a heavy blow in the afternoon, he could clearly see among his kin the green threads that danced in the air, entwining around everyone's head.
Except for Lu Chen and Su Mo, everyone was wrapped up in those green threads, including Li Qian himself.
Earlier, they had all eaten Su Mo's finished product, Fried Pork, which came with a state of unlimited shielding against equal levels of spiritual power.
If it hadn't worn off, then the person upstairs, Li Yun, must be a Level 5 power user.
Li Qian's brain worked at lightning speed, and once he grasped this possibility, he concealed his thoughts.
Li Yun had spoken only grandiose and impressive words, his purpose being nothing more than to persuade all the foreign superpower users to stay.
He appeared to be in poor health, and after catching some cold wind, he went inside.
