Yan Hua Yi Leng never did anything meaningless. What she had said was meant to plant a suggestion in Tokyo Myth's mind, telling him not to provoke the Chinese teams again—at least not over the next two or three days, especially not the team led by Dongfang Shitian and the others. She was somewhat worried that Dongfang Shitian might slaughter Tokyo Myth's Elite Squad completely.
As before, keeping the two Elite Squads led by Tokyo Myth and Dark Night and his group intact was more useful than scattering them. They could weaken the strength of other countries and draw some hatred toward themselves.
Tokyo Myth was indeed a smart man. From Yan Hua Yi Leng's seemingly casual words, he had gleaned some information. At the very least, he knew there was no point in continuing to provoke the Chinese teams. He might truly be scattered, and that would not be worth it.
San Mei Shi had been watching Tokyo Myth's expression. From his face, she could tell that he had already made up his mind. A smile curled across her lips; she knew Yan Hua Yi Leng's words had achieved their purpose.
Breaking Waves Riding Wind did not know all the intentions behind Yan Hua Yi Leng's words and thought she was merely threatening him. She gave a sinister laugh. "Tokyo Myth, don't you have Draw a Circle to Make a Prison? Use it on us. Maybe you really can make us suffer heavy losses."
Clearly, Breaking Waves Riding Wind was provoking him to vent the anger she had built up from the insults by Black Dragon Sky Slash and the other man.
Seeing Breaking Waves Riding Wind act so arrogantly, Tokyo Myth's face darkened to the extreme. He said coldly, "Just wait. There will always be a chance to