Ying Heng watched Lu Xiaotian leave, his face dark and gloomy.
"What did Ying Feng say?" Before long, another Dragon Race powerhouse, Ying Zhang, appeared beside Ying Heng.
"That bastard Ying Feng said he's given up competing for the Dragon King's throne. At least we've lost one formidable rival. But from the looks of it, the Dragon King has probably already won him over. If that's true, we'll be in trouble." Ying Heng's expression was grim.
"Nothing's certain yet. We'll find a way to look into it later. Ying Xuanhao is a lecher through and through. Last time, we snatched away the woman he most desired and made an enemy of him for good. Even if we return that Five-Colored Clam Princess now, the rift between us will be hard to mend. Later, Ying Xuanhao was severely wounded in the war against the East Sea Dragon Palace. Though we covered our tracks exceptionally well, he may still suspect us. If he ascends the Dragon King's throne, Ying Feng won't be a problem. After all, he had no part in all that mess, and his strength keeps growing by the day. The South Sea Dragon Palace has suffered heavy losses, so even if Ying Xuanhao takes the throne, Ying Feng's position will still be far from low." Ying Zhang snorted. "Since Ying Feng won't work with us, we can just find another way."
"You still don't understand how serious this is. If Ying Feng were simply staying out of the dispute, that wouldn't be a problem. The real danger is that the Dragon King might win him over and set him against us. If that happens, our chances of coming out on top will be next to nothing. We'd be better off finding another way out now, rather than ending up