Chapter: 1776
If Tarha was a massive bear, then Jin Yoo-gun�s subordinates were nothing more than hunting dogs.�
The longer they stalled, the more certain their deaths would be. Yet, they continue to fight against Tarha without a shred of fear.
They knew they couldn�t defeat Tarha, but at the very least, they could delay him by holding onto his ankles.
�These�!�
Tarha�s yellow beard trembled.�
He couldn�t believe what he was seeing right now.
Every human, regardless of who they were, yearned to live.�
It was one of the inherent attributes of life.
No matter how prepared a person may be for death when they are actually faced with it, they naturally couldn�t help but feel overwhelmed.�
However, such fear couldn�t be seen in front of Jin Yoo-gun�s subordinates� eyes.�
It was as if the emotion of fear had been castrated.
�Who on earth are these people?�
While Tarha was fuming, Jin Yoo-gun and his subordinates had already disappeared into the distance.
As if to take out his anger, Tarha unleashed a series of Asura�s Golden Emperor Fist at the martial artists holding his ankles.
�Argh!�
�Keurgh!�
The left-behind members of the Phantom Fleet screamed as they collapsed on the ground.�
Jin Yoo-gun could clearly hear their dying screams even from a distance.
His brow twitched.
Even if he was the most single-minded person in the world, it would be impossible for him to remain aloof while listening to the screams of his subordinates.�
However, the mission took precedence over their lives.
Jin Yoo-gun sprinted on, trying to maintain an impassive expression.
It didn�t take long before a harbor appeared in front of him.
Jin Yoo-gun jumped onto the fastest-looking ship among those anchored in the harbor. As soon as he stepped aboard, his subordinates raised the anchor and prepared to set sail.
�Let�s depart!�
In an instant, they left the harbor.
�Phew!�
Jin Yoo-gun let out a sigh of relief.
The tension he had been feeling had finally been released.�
Maybe that�s why he failed to notice the small boat quietly following their trail. JrNovels.com
The longer they stalled, the more certain their deaths would be. Yet, they continue to fight against Tarha without a shred of fear.
They knew they couldn�t defeat Tarha, but at the very least, they could delay him by holding onto his ankles.
�These�!�
Tarha�s yellow beard trembled.�
He couldn�t believe what he was seeing right now.
Every human, regardless of who they were, yearned to live.�
It was one of the inherent attributes of life.
No matter how prepared a person may be for death when they are actually faced with it, they naturally couldn�t help but feel overwhelmed.�
However, such fear couldn�t be seen in front of Jin Yoo-gun�s subordinates� eyes.�
It was as if the emotion of fear had been castrated.
�Who on earth are these people?�
While Tarha was fuming, Jin Yoo-gun and his subordinates had already disappeared into the distance.
As if to take out his anger, Tarha unleashed a series of Asura�s Golden Emperor Fist at the martial artists holding his ankles.
�Argh!�
�Keurgh!�
The left-behind members of the Phantom Fleet screamed as they collapsed on the ground.�
Jin Yoo-gun could clearly hear their dying screams even from a distance.
His brow twitched.
Even if he was the most single-minded person in the world, it would be impossible for him to remain aloof while listening to the screams of his subordinates.�
However, the mission took precedence over their lives.
Jin Yoo-gun sprinted on, trying to maintain an impassive expression.
It didn�t take long before a harbor appeared in front of him.
Jin Yoo-gun jumped onto the fastest-looking ship among those anchored in the harbor. As soon as he stepped aboard, his subordinates raised the anchor and prepared to set sail.
�Let�s depart!�
In an instant, they left the harbor.
�Phew!�
Jin Yoo-gun let out a sigh of relief.
The tension he had been feeling had finally been released.�
Maybe that�s why he failed to notice the small boat quietly following their trail. JrNovels.com
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