Da Mao scoffed. "You think I didn't see that? You're like a mouse whenever you run into Ni Bieluo. But when it comes to killing Mud Blade, no rogue can match you, Red Hero. Aren't you worried? This little fellow's going to kill you! Hahahaha!"
Lu Yin retorted in a low voice, "Da Mao, don't say things that undermine unity. Eight Colors, Da Mao's trying to sow discord. Are you just going to watch?"
Da Mao snorted. "Who doesn't know you want to deal with Red Hero? Mud Blade was always Red Hero's opponent. Heh heh, so why did it turn around and go after you? Red Hero, care to explain?"
"Orange has already explained the matter. The Unknown will impose an appropriate punishment," Eight Colors said.
Lu Yin's gaze turned cold. "Eight Colors, there's no need. Perhaps Red Hero was tricked, for all we know. He's never been very bright, so it's only natural."
Hehe Old Guy laughed again. "Eight Colors, this little fellow's expressing his displeasure with you."
Eight Colors didn't respond.
At that moment, Che's voice rang out. "Lu Yin, are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Lu Yin replied.
"Mud Blade was very strong. I wasn't confident I could beat it either. You really are impressive," Che said.
Lu Yin rolled his eyes. As if he believed that. He didn't know exactly how strong Che was. Maybe it was true, but he'd rather believe it was a lie.
An ancient being who had taken part in the war that annihilated the Nine Fortresses Civilization couldn't measure up to Mud Blade? The odds were next to zero.
Then he remembered. When Da Mao had revealed that Che was the master of Dongxu Mountain, the aura Che released had terrified him. Mud Blade couldn't compare to that kind of