Bao Lu had yet to recover from the shock Yang Chen had given her. Her eyes stared wide open at him, and for a moment, her words caught in her throat. "I..."
"No need to say anything, Miss Bao Lu. I do not agree with your decision to sacrifice yourself," Yang Chen said.
Bao Lu's expression turned grave. "Yang Chen, I do not know why you have appeared here, but do you understand the specifics of this matter? Do you know the current state of our Ice Fire Heavenly Phoenix clan?"
"I understand, and I know how you feel. But even so, I still have to stop you. Miss Bao Lu, there is no need to say more. Remember, this is me meddling in your affairs unilaterally. You may complain, but you cannot shake my resolve!" Yang Chen said calmly, without the slightest ripple in his expression.
Bao Lu's delicate body trembled. She could sense the savage dominance emanating from Yang Chen.
Yang Chen had not given her even half a chance to argue back.
She did not even know how to begin speaking.
Xing Tong was also surprised by Yang Chen. She stroked her chin and said coldly, "Heng Ye, is this your friend?"
Heng Ye looked at Yang Chen, clenching his fists. "More or less."
Yang Chen sneered. "Heng Ye, I truly regret my choice back then. I should have let the Flame Spirit Clan kill you. Is 'more or less' how you respond to your own savior?"
Heng Ye's body stiffened. Yang Chen's words had clearly left him with no face, yet after a long while, he merely clenched his fists and said nothing.
Yang Chen's expression remained cold as he turned to Xing Tong. "Daoist Friend Xing Tong, I am Yang Chen!"
"What are you, to