His own general had been tricked by Cang Lei, and Li Hu could hardly swallow his anger.
If this had not been in Xuan You Hall, if Wu Qi had not been present—
He would have had a King's War with Cang Lei.
Now that he had found an opportunity, he naturally took the initiative to attack.
Although verbal attacks could not cause Cang Lei any real harm, venting some of his anger was still a good thing.
After Li Hu finished speaking, Cang Lei calmly said, "Since that's the case, when we're able to descend, how about letting you be the first to descend?"
Hong Moluo immediately clapped and shouted, "Good!"
Li Hu glared fiercely at the red monkey. He was not stupid. Whoever descended first would definitely become the target of the Human Race.
He might have sounded impassioned just now, but if he really had to descend first and clear the mines for these Thrones, he was unwilling.
"I'm in no hurry to descend. Whoever wants to go can go. Don't count on me."
Li Hu immediately waved his hand and kicked the ball back to Cang Lei.
Cang Lei had expected him to respond this way. He smiled faintly and said, "I thought you would agree without hesitation. Looks like I overestimated you."
"What did you say?" Li Hu widened his eyes, flames almost spitting from them.
Cang Lei turned around and said, "That's right. Although the Human Race is much weaker now, who among us can guarantee that there are no surviving gods in the Mortal World?"
"We've managed to survive until now. Quite a few gods also made it back alive from that decisive battle back then."
"What if we descend and run straight into a god? Wouldn't that be terribly unlucky?"
Yawning, Wu