Hope, I was overthinking

Fire Flood Dragon pointed at Elder Zao, who had already been secretly following Wang Sheng. "But shouldn't we go warn that reckless fool first?"

Fire Phoenix glanced over with extreme disdain and said, utterly unconcerned, "No need. He's just an old man who's only just entered Spirit Douluo."

Fire Flood Dragon looked meaningfully at Fire Phoenix, believing a little more of what Wang Sheng had said back at the academy about fighting a group of Spirit Douluo.

Otherwise, Fire Phoenix would not have been so utterly indifferent.

Fire Phoenix saw what Fire Flood Dragon was thinking. "Don't underestimate him too much. Although he's absolutely no match for a Spirit Douluo, he has plenty of ways to save his life. If you want to kill him, unless you succeed in one strike, you basically can't kill him at all."

At this point, he could not help showing an admiring expression, then continued, "Most importantly, he has a frightening instinct for danger. Landing a one-hit kill on him won't be easy."

As if to prove his words, Wang Sheng turned his head at that moment, as though he were looking at the storefronts along the street and the samples displayed in front of them.

However, the direction he was looking in happened to be exactly where Elder Zao, who was secretly following him, was positioned.

Was this a coincidence?

Obviously not!

Frightening talent, frightening instincts, and that unrestrained personality.

Tsk, tsk. I'm liking him more and more!

Admiration appeared on Fire Flood Dragon's face, because this was far too much like him when he was young.

Fire Phoenix could not help wanting to cover his face. Although he also admired him greatly, in his view, before one had truly grown up, one ought to know how to hide one's edge.

Unfortunately, Wang