Yao Yulou's lips curved into a faint smile as he said, "No need to worry. Sikong Jing isn't dead. He did it on purpose."
"Hm?"
Fan Kui and Chou Zhan, who had been writhing in agony, instinctively raised their heads at those words.
Duanmu Chun, of course, immediately turned to look at Yao Yulou as well.
The latter drew a deep breath and looked at the Heavenly Wolf Team members behind him. "If Sikong Jing had truly died, Yang Yi would only have fought to the death instead of leaving at once. Am I right?"
Fan Kui and the Heavenly Wolf Team all shuddered violently. The redness in their eyes gradually began to brighten.
They nodded heavily!
Based on what they knew of Captain Yang Yi, if Sikong Jing had truly died, he would have sought revenge even at the cost of his life.
Yang Yi could never have been the first to leave. That could only prove that... what had just happened was planned.
Seeing everyone regain their spirits, Yao Yulou lowered his voice again. "Just wait. The real show is yet to come."
Down in Chaos District Eight, Weng Ting and the others were racing madly toward Tie Ti'er, their faces still clouded with confusion because they were worried.
They thought to themselves: Pei Yuzheng's arrow just now had been truly terrifying. Could something have gone wrong?
At that moment, Hua Meixi spoke calmly. "Did none of you notice that Sikong Jing caught the arrow beneath his arm?"
The moment those words fell, everyone jolted violently, their eyes lighting up.
They truly had not noticed it. Pei Yuzheng's golden arrow-light had been too fast and too fierce. Aside from Hua Meixi, now the strongest among them, nearly everyone's eyes had been stung by that golden radiance.
Yang Yi