This made no sense.
Long Chen had never heard of anyone's Martial Soul running away.
A Martial Soul was part of a Soul Master. It didn't even have a consciousness of its own, so how could it run away?
This kid, Ji Fengyu...
Had a fever fried his brain?
It looked like he really needed to help Ji Fengyu clear his head!
"Whether my Martial Soul runs away doesn't matter, but you still have time to run."
Long Chen rolled his wrist, then provocatively held out a thumbs-down.
Ji Fengyu was advising his Martial Soul to run away?
Well, he was advising Ji Fengyu to run away!
Tang Wulin at that moment: completely unhinged!
"Uh..."
Ji Fengyu could barely keep a straight face.
Whether his Martial Soul ran away didn't matter?
Little buddy,
I hope you can keep that same attitude when your Martial Soul really does run away.
"Brother Ji, why waste words on him?"
"I'll tear him apart with my bare hands!"
Tang Wulin's aura had already turned berserk.
The Golden Dragon King was formed from the Dragon God's savage side to begin with, and guarding his food was pure instinct.
Now, with the aura of a lowly dragon like the Holy Light Dragon provoking him, the furious Golden Dragon King's combat power had increased by at least 300%!
"Hey, Wulin, don't go overboard."
Ji Fengyu sighed.
Once Tang Wulin went berserk, their entire Dragon Clan Squad couldn't stop him.
This Long Chen...
He'd better pray for his own good fortune.
"Hmph."
For Ji Fengyu's sake, Tang Wulin couldn't be bothered to trade insults anymore. He bottled up his fury, and the Golden Dragon King's power kept growing.
"What's going on?"
Long Chen had no idea what was happening, but his heart kept pounding.
His temples throbbed wildly.