"Uncle!"
The moment Lan Shi'er spotted Jiang Ping An, her gloomy face lit up with excitement. Joy she could not hide shone from her eyes and brows.
Her knitted brows relaxed at once. With Jiang Ping An's arrival, all her troubles seemed to melt away.
Jiang Ping An looked calm. "Senior Bai asked me to bring you all back."
Lan Shi'er's smile froze, then vanished. Indignation took its place. "But those people from Centipede Island have gone too far..."
"There will be plenty of chances to take revenge later. With your strength as it is now, you're nowhere near their match. Acting on impulse will only get you killed for nothing. If you can't endure even this, you'll never amount to much."
Jiang Ping An spoke patiently, his gaze passing over every young person present. They had little experience of the world and were easily swayed by emotion.
Lan Shi'er clenched her fists. Veins rose along her arms, and the skin over her knuckles went pale with the force of her grip. Unwillingness and fury filled her face.
After a moment, she sighed helplessly and slowly unclenched her fists. "Let's go back," she told the people of Kunpeng Island.
The people of Kunpeng Island were reluctant, each of them gritting their teeth. But they knew that stepping onto the stage again would be courting death and would only make their enemies more smug.
Seeing that the people of Kunpeng Island meant to leave, those from Centipede Island began to jeer.
"Weren't you acting arrogant before? What happened to that?"
"You pieces of trash could have all the time in the world to grow stronger, and you still wouldn't be our match."
"A pack of homeless dogs! Hurry back and collect your families' bodies. Oh, wait. You probably won't even find