Xiao Yifeng's eyes were incomparably resolute.
There was not a trace of fear of death in them.
Shen Wuxiao rose to his feet and tossed him a pill.
"Take this pill before making a move. Even if your head is nearly severed, it can still keep a thread of life in you."
"Remember, I'm the one who'll claim your life. If you die, the wager is void."
Xiao Yifeng caught the pill, looked at it, and could not help laughing. "This time, it won't make me shit my pants, will it?"
"You still have anything left to shit out?" Shen Wuxiao raised a brow.
"True enough. My intestines are already broken." Xiao Yifeng put it away.
"Stay here a while longer. Say goodbye to your friends if you want. We'll be making a move soon!"
With that, Shen Wuxiao and An Qing'er walked out.
"Husband, Xiao Yifeng is a real man. Too bad the person he ran into was you," An Qing'er said outside.
"Mm, his time was simply unlucky." Shen Wuxiao rubbed her soft hair. "You don't need to join the battle. Just watch the show from here. Xi Xi will come over as well."
"Hong Fei is making a last stand. He'll definitely strike with his life on the line. Quite a few of his Martial Emperors and Martial Venerables will do the same. Uncle Tianjun and the others will be enough to handle them."
An Qing'er did not object. "Mm. If they make a move on the ship, then so be it. But if they step onto the sea, I'll drag at least some of them down to the seabed."
Shen Wuxiao nodded. "All right, I'm heading over."
"Mm, husband, be careful."
"Don't worry. My life is far too precious. It's enough to play around. Risk my