Ye Xiwen also let out a sigh of relief. Although he had planned to use the Feather Transformation Immortal Slaughtering Blade, he had not been certain of success.
He had quite a few trump cards. Aside from an extravagant, ruinous super trump card like the Ghost Heart Fire Grand Formation, he had other methods as well, but none gave him absolute confidence that he could severely wound—or even kill—Young Lord Ghost Luck in a single strike.
Given the gap in their strength, even if he had trump cards, he could not use them repeatedly. At most, he had one chance; succeed, or die trying.
Unless he had been driven into a corner, he had not wanted to stubbornly hold out like this. Fortunately, Young Lord Ghost Luck had been frightened away in the end.
"Sorry, Big Brother Bai. Today, it was all because Niu Sheng and the others got into a conflict with me that things escalated to this point!" Ye Shan stepped forward and said apologetically.
"It has nothing to do with you. Niu Sheng deliberately provoked us. Once we ran into him, how could he possibly let us off so easily?" Bai Jiansheng said with a smile. "Still, we have to thank Brother Ye today. If Brother Ye had not stepped in so righteously to help us, we truly would have been doomed!"
"It was nothing, merely a small effort," Ye Xiwen said, waving his hand. Dealing with Niu Sheng really had been effortless for him. Who could have expected that a great predator like Young Lord Ghost Luck had been lurking behind it all, drawing out such a figure? Those had all been unforeseen accidents.
No matter what, Brother Ye was our savior. If you ever need anything in the future, feel free to come to the