"Surely you understand by now that you're no match for me, right? Do you really want to keep fighting me?"
As the dust settled, Bai Hu was in a miserable state, but he had not stopped breathing or gotten spirals in his eyes.
Presumably, when he had used the second stage of Yan Fan to clash head-on with Wind Dragon's Roar, he had canceled out part of its power.
Moreover, just as You Chen had judged earlier, Bai Hu's combat instincts were poor, but his raw stats were those of a normal Soul Emperor.
Otherwise, if he had truly been a bottom-tier Soul Emperor, taking that blow head-on would have knocked him unconscious—or even killed him.
Seeing him keep a dark face without speaking, You Chen continued his earnest persuasion. "I told you already, didn't I? I only want to teach Hu Liena another lesson. The Pope stands behind her, so no matter what, I wouldn't dare do anything too serious to her. Besides, do you think Hu Liena would specifically go to Bibi Dong and complain just because I taught her a lesson? She'll only bottle it up and think about getting revenge on me next time. She doesn't even know you exist, and she won't take her anger out on you either... As long as you pretend nothing happened, none of this has anything to do with you. You can report back to Bibi Dong as usual. So what are you still hesitating over? Or is it that..."
You Chen curled his lips into a faint, mocking smile. "You're just that eager to play Bibi Dong's good dog?"
Bai Hu took a deep breath, shot You Chen a fierce glare, then beat his wings and flew toward the distant horizon with Hu Liena in his arms.
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