Only when the figures of the three of them disappeared did Zhao Ya finally release the hand that had been holding back Shen Yunshen.
Shen Yunshen was burning with anger, "Ya, why didn't you let me chase them?"
"Because it's pointless." Zhao Ya explained, then let out a sigh.
"Elder Shen, I know you're frustrated, feeling tricked by this Ye Xunhuan, but the thing he's holding is indeed very formidable. If you rashly chase after him, what if you encounter danger?"
Shen Yunshen was still somewhat unconvinced, "I admit that thing is indeed quite formidable, but it might not necessarily harm me."
"Besides, after he made that move just now, he was inactive for quite a while, which proves that the firing interval of that thing is very long. If we pursue now, maybe we can kill him."
Zhao Ya had actually noticed the point Shen Yunshen made long ago.
Although he didn't know what kind of "black technology" Ye Xunhuan's gun used to have such great power.
