Before long, however, the Yaksha Captain, Ye Mei, calmed down. In a gloomy voice, he said, "Zhen Ke, aren't you celebrating too soon? The auras of you three are in a sorry state as well. What, do you really think the three of you, in your current condition, are guaranteed to defeat our Yaksha Clan? I think you'd best think things through before making a move. There's absolutely no need for us to fight to the death here. Why not share the Plum Blossom Fruit among us all? Wouldn't that be better?"
If it had been anyone else, Northern Fiend Captain Zhen Ke might have agreed. But the three members of the Northern Fiend team had revenge on their minds; how could they pay any heed to the Yaksha Clan?
Zhen Ke roared, "Hmph, Yaksha Clan, stop spouting nonsense. Die!"
With those words, Zhen Ke attacked swiftly with his three teammates, charging straight at the three Yaksha Clan members with a bellyful of rage.
The three Yaksha Clan members were completely flustered. How could they have expected Zhen Ke to be so bloody-minded, ready to risk his life at a word and charge right at them?
Yang Chen stood to the side without any hurry to intervene. From the start, he had only said he would protect the safety of Zhen Ke and the other two; he had never said he would help them deal with the Yaksha Clan.
After all, he had no connections among the Four Sea Clans. There was no need to make enemies for himself or the Iron Eagle Lord.
As things stood, the three Northern Fiend Clan members had firmly seized the upper hand. Though they had expended quite a bit of vital energy at first, they had recovered much of it along the way.