Do it?
What could three people do in a carriage?
Feeling a little awkward, Ye Xingchen froze briefly. Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's expectant gaze, he couldn't help saying with a smile:
"We can give it a try when we get the chance, but I'm afraid we don't have time today. Let's deal with the trouble in front of us first!"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing nodded in satisfaction, leaving Dai Mubai utterly baffled beside them. What on earth are these two talking about?
"You lot, stay right where you are! We haven't come looking for trouble with you, and now you want to turn around and fight us?"
Just then, an icy voice rang out from above the canyon.
The next second, the second Soul Douluo appeared without a sound. He looked down at Ye Xingchen, then came before him to stop him!
Unimpressed, Ma Hongjun smiled, glanced at the Soul Douluo before him, then patted his chest and taunted:
"You bunch of jumping clowns, are you trying to tell our big brother what to do? We'll go wherever we want. Come hit us if you've got the guts!"
At these words, the Soul Douluo's expression turned extremely ugly.
The orders he had received forbade him from attacking Ye Xingchen and the others.
After all, the central objective of this mission was still Tang San.
"You thing who doesn't know the difference between life and death! Any other day, I'd have slapped you dead already. Don't spit in my face when I'm showing you courtesy. Stay here, or I won't mind killing you!"
Hearing that naked threat, Ye Xingchen's lips curled into an amused smile.
With a casual wave, the Four Immortal Slaying Swords appeared in his hands.
Looking at the Soul Douluo before him, he said provocatively:
"So what if