Beside him, a young warrior swallowed hard and then spoke up uncertainly,
"I mean, if it's him, jumping from this height shouldn't be a problem, right? After all, so many vines have been cut, it's pretty clear he's no ordinary person..."
Mr. Wen was taken aback by these words, before coming to his senses.
Yes, that unmistakably transcendent strength of the other party—how could such a height pose any difficulty for him?
Besides, if there were any risk in jumping down, he wouldn't have taken the leap on his own initiative, would he?
Outside the building, Zhang Xiaoman landed with a thunderous crash. Of course, he wasn't harmed at all—not from the sixth floor, and certainly not from the sixtieth floor.
The vines seemed not to have expected his sudden action.
By the time they reacted and began to pursue, Zhang Xiaoman had already run toward the underground parking, chasing the source of the strong Dark Energy fluctuations.
