Mr. Sun had never been so furious ever since coming to the wasteland. He had never had such a strong urge to kill another being, even when he was humiliated by a foreign race.
He felt as if his every move was monitored and seen through as the cold gaze was fixated on him.
The feeling made him not know how to strike, and he did not dare to move an inch.
Fortunately, a slightly chubby figured squeeze out from the crowd and broke the stalemate situation.
The chubby man glanced at the man standing in Heaven's Origin's carriage like a murderous with disbelief.
Then, he turned to the Infinite Prefecture group, which had suffered casualties and was constantly retreating.
After noticing Mr. Sun's furious expression, he finally had a sense of what was happening.