C630 At the End of the Ancient Path

Luo Xiu's brow furrowed deeply as the image of Moo Ming's face at the time of his death surfaced in his mind, etched with a hint of reluctance and fear.

A person who chooses death over detonation wouldn't bear such an expression. It all pointed to one thing: the self-destruction was against his will, compelled by a restriction within his body that forced his hand