A Lion's Mouth

"Uncle Ning's analysis does make a lot of sense."

Ye Qiu nodded. This really did seem like the Clear Sky Sect's way of doing things. Or perhaps the current Clear Sky Sect was already riding a tiger and could not get off; either they had Tang Chen come out and show himself at once, or they slunk back to their mountain gates in disgrace again. Therefore, the Clear Sky Sect would definitely gather every force it could and head to Slaughter City together to rescue Tang Chen!

Unfortunately, this rescue operation was ultimately still the Clear Sky Sect's one-man show.

Yu Luomian, sent by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, was an eighty-ninth-rank Spirit Douluo, but in a battle of this level, it would be very hard for him to play any key role.

As for the three heavyweight contenders, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Poison Douluo, along with Ning Fengzhi, publicly acknowledged in today's Spirit Master World as the number one support master, these four people who were on extremely close terms with Ye Qiu naturally would not sincerely help the Clear Sky Sect.

"Ye Qiu, we've already said everything that should be said. Next, how do you think we should handle this matter?" Sword Douluo rarely began asking Ye Qiu for his opinion. From the bottom of his heart, he had already acknowledged this young man.

"Indeed. Do we agree or not?" Ning Fengzhi also wore an inquiring look.

When it came to crafty ideas, they still had to look to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu smiled, looking as if victory was already in his grasp. "Uncle Ning, and the three seniors as well, of course we should agree to this matter. It's just that before we agree, we still have to negotiate some conditions with the Clear Sky