"..." Molten Torch, whose strength was infinitely close to that of the Aeon of Destruction, could only revert to Yanqing's appearance after hearing that, though his body remained enormous.
The real Yanqing, meanwhile, tilted his head in confusion behind him.
...Did Chen Luo have some opinion of him that he didn't know about?
But then Yanqing saw Chen Luo turn around and smile at him.
"Yanqing, perhaps you were standing too far away to see clearly when I repelled the Aeon of Destruction back then, so I'll demonstrate it for you again," Chen Luo said to Yanqing.
"I see. Thank you, Teacher Chen Luo," Yanqing said gratefully.
So he had misunderstood Chen Luo.
Chen Luo was doing this to give him the most profound lesson possible.
This kid... he'd help count the money after being sold off.
But Yanqing wasn't losing anything anyway. The only unlucky one was the heliobus.
"Sushang, lend me your Xuanyuan Sword," Chen Luo said, extending his hand toward Sushang.
"Huh? Oh." Sushang froze for a moment before temporarily lending Chen Luo her family heirloom sword.
"You all should hide inside the bar first. Otherwise, you might get hurt."
Everyone nodded repeatedly, then ran into the bar and watched the battle outside through its interior.
"Are you ready? I can't wait to crush you! I hope you can entertain me!" he said with wild laughter.
The facts proved that even a heliobus possessing power comparable to an Aeon could lose his composure.
"That's what I should be saying! Yanqing... ah, no, heliobus. I hope you can take a few more strikes. Oh, right. As repayment for giving you such powerful strength, could you alter your current appearance a little? Make it look like this." Chen Luo took out an image.
The heliobus merely gave it a