"You're right. We truly cannot count on luck in this matter. We really must prepare for the worst," Yang Chen said.
Seeing Yang Chen say this, Bao Lu let out a long sigh of relief. Thinking she had persuaded him, she said, "That's why our best choice now is to leave."
Yang Chen watched Bao Lu and shook his head with a laugh. "Wait!"
"What else are you planning to do?" Bao Lu stared at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen said calmly, "What if I told you that against the Four Directions Ghost King, winning might be difficult, but protecting myself would absolutely not be a problem? What would you think?"
Bao Lu's entire body stiffened at his words. "You're serious? You're confident you can still retreat unscathed against the Four Directions Ghost King? But you saw the strength and might it displayed when it attacked just now."
Yang Chen still nodded. "Naturally, I saw it clearly."
"Then you still dare claim that you can escape safely from its hands?" Bao Lu's eyes widened in shock.
Yang Chen replied with a soft laugh, "Honestly, before I saw Xing Tong, I truly had no confidence. But now, I do."
Hearing Yang Chen's ambiguous words, Bao Lu was completely at a loss.
What had happened between Yang Chen and Xing Tong was indeed deeply perplexing. Even now, she was endlessly curious about what exactly had taken place between them.
Bao Lu looked deeply at Yang Chen. She did not know where his confidence and certainty in escaping the Four Directions Ghost King came from.
But she knew that Yang Chen was not someone who easily lied or forced himself to act tough.
Since he had said so, he must surely have some trump card and confidence to rely on.
With that in mind,