After the tall man answered, the short bat-winged man beat his wings and swooped toward Qi Dao.
The moment he moved, Li Luo's expression changed. Ignoring the tall man with the scorpion tail, he spun around, shot forward even faster, and stamped down hard.
Bang!
The ground beneath Li Luo's feet sank several inches. He sprang forward like a spring compressed to its limit, raking a claw at the short bat-winged man.
His tiger claw tore through the air with a piercing crack.
The sound made the bat-winged man's hair stand on end. He veered sharply away.
Li Luo missed, but landed squarely in front of Qi Dao.
"Looks like this kid's no ordinary person. Why else would a Soul Saint like you be so nervous about him?"
A mocking smile crossed the tall man's face as he approached, scorpion tail trailing behind him.
Li Luo's expression darkened like still water. He kept his eyes fixed on the man.
"The Titled Douluo fighting that Soul Beast is the one backing us. Kill us, and you'll face a hunt that never ends."
"Leave now, and we can still let this go!"
"Otherwise..."
A threat was all Li Luo had. If it drove them off, so much the better. If not, he needed to buy enough time.
Sure enough, the tall man's pupils contracted. He looked at Li Luo with new wariness.
The bat-winged man froze in midair and glanced instinctively toward the tall man.
A Titled Douluo is backing them?
Their eyes met, both faces grave.
They had thought this was an ordinary Soul Saint taking a junior into the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for a Soul Ring. Now it seemed they had kicked an iron plate.
Hesitation flashed through the bat-winged man's eyes, followed by the urge to