As Great Desert Lone Smoke frantically drove toward the Misty Pavilion studio, he kept watching everything happening there through his smart wristband. Seeing Ye Luo and his group in danger left him frantic with worry, especially after seeing Chang He Luo Ri injured. Of course, he also saw Ye Luo slash apart bullets and hold off more than a dozen people by himself. From that, he instantly judged that Ye Luo's fighting skills were a level above his own.
Naturally, Ye Luo's performance had also won Great Desert Lone Smoke's favor. Especially since Ye Luo had taken the initiative to draw more firepower and ease the pressure on Chang He Luo Ri and the others, Great Desert Lone Smoke felt a sense of mutual respect for him. That was why he had said those words.
"Heh, kid, how long have you been following Ye Luo, and you're already speaking up for him?" Great Desert Lone Smoke could not help but scold him, though there was not the slightest trace of blame in his tone. After a brief pause, his expression turned more serious. "But honestly, letting my little brother stay at Misty Pavilion was the best decision. He is clearly happier here than he was by my side. I have to thank all of you for taking care of him."
"Especially Ye Luo. You taught him well. This kid might even be stronger than me now," Great Desert Lone Smoke added. He naturally knew just how much Chang He Luo Ri's skills had improved during this time, and even if Ye Luo did not deserve all the credit, he deserved nearly all of it.
"Do you even need to say that? Luo Ri is one of us at the Misty Pavilion studio, so of course we'll take care of him