"Old Zhao, that sounded like Old Li screaming just now." Lu Qibin spoke uncertainly.
"It was Old Li screaming." Zhao Wuji knit his brows tightly and clenched his fists. At that moment, he no longer possessed the imposing bearing of the Immovable Wisdom King.
Because the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had crippled his Soul Power, he was now, at best, merely an ordinary person with a somewhat stronger physique.
"Then should we..." Lu Qibin hesitated.
"We should still go take a look. What if Old Li can still be saved?" Zhao Wuji said after thinking for a moment.
It was not that Zhao Wuji cared about brotherly loyalty. The main issue was that the three of them had already divided up their respective tasks during their time in the slums. If Li Yusong suddenly disappeared, it would affect their ability to blend into the slums afterward.
When the two cautiously reached the place where Li Yusong's screams had come from, they were simultaneously stunned to see Flender standing below them, seven Soul Rings coiling around him, his Cat Owl Martial Soul in possession.
"Boss... is that you?" Zhao Wuji's voice trembled slightly.
Flender had just tightened his belt when he heard the sudden voice and abruptly turned his head. His golden, vertical pupils spotted two somewhat familiar figures.
After possessing his Martial Soul, Flender's night vision had improved considerably. He studied them carefully for a moment before noticing the distinctive tattoos on Zhao Wuji's body. Only then did he ask in disbelief, "You two... are Old Zhao and Old Lu?"
"It's us!" Zhao Wuji immediately burst into tears. Wailing as he rushed toward Flender, he cried, "Boss, you finally came back from Spirit City! We've suffered so much all this time!"
Flender came back to his