One Flourishes, One Withers

"This old fellow..."

Chen Feng curled his lips, saying to Ling, "Look, I knew he wouldn't care about this kind of thing. After all, this isn't like the old days of wiping someone's ass."

His voice had just fallen.

Swish!

"Chen Feng!"

Du Ma's voice sounded once again.

"Huh?"

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised.

"I really can't help you with this matter. The Ancient Giant Dragon and I both belong to the ancient races, but creatures like giant dragons have a congenital suppression over all other variant beasts of ours!"

"If I go..."

"I'll probably be swallowed in one gulp by him and become a tonic."

Du Ma said steadily.

"Mm..."

Chen Feng pondered for a moment.

Things like turtles really seemed to be a tonic.

"Anyway."

"I can't help you this time, but I can offer you some suggestions."

Du Ma pondered.

"Please speak."

Chen Feng said with a serious expression.

"I sensed the rise of deities... Besides the Goddess of Luck, there should be other deities appearing. Judging from the location and scale of their appearance, it should be the Forest Goddess."

Du Ma said, "If she can be made to make a move, perhaps the Ancient Giant Dragon can be dealt with."

"No way!"

Chen Feng rejected it without the slightest hesitation.

Are you kidding me?

He had just defiled the woman, and now he was going to ask her for help?

Chen Feng estimated that he would die a miserable death, and in three hundred and sixty different fancy ways. You must know, the Forest Goddess was someone who even killed the Goddess of Luck, her accomplice!

As the prime culprit who defiled her...

Mm...

Chen Feng shuddered just thinking about it. Life was wonderful, and he still wanted to live a few more years.

"Alright."