"But, brother, without the key now, doesn't that mean you can't break through to the Fourth Realm?"
Lin Yiyi bit her lip, her expression bitter.
She said this not because she doubted Fang Yi's strength, but because she felt it was unfair to him. Just because her cousin had a conscience, did Angel Lord get to humiliate him like this?
Why?
Devouring Thrones others had painstakingly seized, even using other people's lives to guide the Thrones—this was less human than the Lords they were hunting!
"He won't break through that quickly. Your cousin isn't as weak as you think, either. When it truly comes down to a life-and-death battle, it's still uncertain who will live and who will die."
Fang Yi was not flustered.
As the person involved, he was the calmest of them all. He was confident that even if Angel Lord broke through to the Fourth Realm, he probably would not even be able to pierce the God-Demon Armor.
"But..."
Lin Yiyi still felt heavyhearted.
She loathed Angel Lord even more. If he had not cheated, how could he possibly deserve to be her cousin's opponent?
"It's nothing serious. If you don't like what people are saying online, just spend less time online."
Fang Yi patted Lin Yiyi's shoulder. "Focus on what you need to do. If the sky falls, I'll hold it up."
"Cousin! You've worked too hard."
Lin Yiyi's eyes welled up.
It had always been like this. She had grown up freely beneath her cousin's wings, while all the storms of the world fell upon him.
Even though her cousin had never mentioned it, she knew very well that he must have obtained her Gold Throne for her as well. That was why she blamed herself even more.
Why couldn't she be more capable? Why