"Arlin didn't say it outright, but this time, he was truly angry..." Watching Arlin leave without hesitation, Constantine spoke with concern.
Ye Luo looked around, trying to find the thigh meat he had thrown out earlier, but found nothing. Dejected, he turned back and asked Constantine, "Say, Father-in-law, have you seen my roast meat?"
The helplessness on Constantine's face was instantly replaced by anger. He waved a hand, and the four Three-Eyed Protoss powerhouses behind him bowed to him and Ye Luo before returning to their respective warships. Once they had left, Constantine immediately rapped Ye Luo on the head. "Still looking? Still looking? Your Golden Roast Meat was eaten clean by Ye Ci long ago! That beast doesn't even spit out the bones when he eats meat! At a time like this, your mind is still on roast meat? Ye Luo, do you even know how far we've taken this...?"
Ye Luo scratched his head aggrievedly and shrugged helplessly. "That poker-faced Arlin—I didn't see him getting angry..."
Constantine took several deep breaths, calming his agitated emotions. "Even ordinary powerhouses can keep a straight face when Mount Tai collapses before them. Who is Arlin? As long as Gibraltar's old immortals don't step forward, he's Gibraltar's number one. If he gets angry, would he show it on his face?" Constantine glared at Ye Luo and continued explaining, "It would take more than enough time—fifteen days—to reach the Taotie Domain from here. There was no need for us to leave in such a hurry. Yet Arlin suddenly shortened the schedule and demanded that we depart tomorrow. Clearly, he's refusing to give us time to prepare for the captain's position. Once we reach the Taotie Domain, we'll be completely in the dark and will have no choice but to beg Arlin to take