Jiang Wanzhao was losing ground primarily because of her prior exhaustion and severe injuries.
If Jiang Wanzhao fell, none of them would be able to escape.
Su Qingyu wanted to ask Zou Feng how his recovery was going and if he could quickly step in to help Jiang Wanzhao. But when she turned to look at him, she froze.
Zou Feng's entire body was emanating a faint, brilliant glow.
The glow was filled with a sense of peace and tranquility that swiftly soothed Su Qingyu's anxious heart.
So, she held back the words that were on the tip of her tongue. 'It's going to be okay,' she thought, a sense of certainty washing over her.
Without another word, Zou Feng shot toward the battlefield.
'Another shot from the Superconducting Poison Magnet Cannon would solve this,' he thought, 'but the problem is, I can't fire it right now.'
'Su Qingyu's gear and Xiaolv were both damaged, and I've used up all my External Pills during our escape.'
