Nan Feng and Xiao Luo left the City Lord's Mansion in Dragon City.
They gave Long Wudi back his time, hoping he could break through to level 47 before the great battle.
Only upon reaching level 47 would he have a chance to kill Soyana in return.
As they walked along the streets of Dragon City, Xiao Luo suddenly spoke. "Earlier, when we entered the office, Long Wudi didn't seem to be cultivating?"
Nan Feng nodded. He found it rather strange as well.
At a critical time like this, it was exactly when one should cram at the last minute. Any improvement counted; it might even turn the whole situation around.
Not cultivating at a time like this—wasn't that just giving up?
Long Wudi had his own thoughts, but Nan Feng could neither guess nor understand them.
After pondering for a moment, he asked, "If Brother Long truly loses, do you think we should step in?"
"What could stepping in change?" Xiao Luo countered. "We're still too weak, aren't we?"
Yes, I'm still too weak... Nan Feng thought silently.
There was nothing he could do. All he could do was hope, as an observer, that Long Wudi could overcome this crisis.
"Let's think on the bright side." Xiao Luo brushed past the heavy topic and smiled. "Long Wudi's child will be born tonight. Where's your gift?"
"A gift?" Nan Feng frowned slightly. He had truly forgotten about that. "You prepared one?"
Xiao Luo nodded. "Of course. I personally carved a short blade and infused it with eighty-one strands of Blade Qi for protection."
At this, Xiao Luo shook his head with a smile. "Though as the young lord of Dragon City, he probably won't need it. Who would dare touch him? The Chosen Ones throughout the city would be the