Seven minutes ago.
In the corridor of the steel pass, a young man broke out in a cold sweat. He wiped his damp palms against his clothes and whispered, "Captain Wang...Wang Yang glanced over with a surprised look. "Are you really this nervous?"
The young man instantly straightened his back, his eyes lighting up as he said aloud, "That's the Painter!! The great figure who reappeared in Cangnan three years ago, the Human Ceiling who ascended to godhood two years ago—she's practically my idol!"
Chapter 187