Thump!
Another beat sounded, and Ye Fan felt as though his heart had stopped.
"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
Ye Fan clutched his chest with one hand, gasping for air.
He felt as though that heartbeat-like sound from outside was about to replace his own heartbeat!
Ye Fan noticed that Little Dragon Man looked perfectly calm. He showed neither pain nor confusion.
"What's that sound?" Ye Fan asked.
"A heartbeat." Luzi glanced at Ye Fan. "You couldn't tell?"
"..."
What the hell are you so smug about?
"I could tell. I was just testing you," Ye Fan said.
"Don't act like we're close. This is only the second time we've met."
"..."
What the hell are you so smug about?
"Come on. Let's take a look." Lu Mingfei circulated his Divine Body and headed toward the source of the heartbeat.
"I'm not going! You say 'come on,' and I'm supposed to follow?" Ye Fan dug in his heels.
"It's a great opportunity. Resources, inheritances—you might get any of them. But if you won't come, forget it." Lu Mingfei's voice drifted back from afar.
In that brief moment, he had already covered a considerable distance.
"I'm coming! If you go alone and something happens to you, who am I supposed to take revenge on later?"
Ye Fan hurried after him. If even Little Dragon Man called it a great opportunity, then for him, it had to be an opportunity of truly enormous proportions.
Ye Fan, a man in his early twenties who had only just ventured into the world, was clearly no match in a war of words for Lu Mingfei, who had honed his tongue against masters of verbal sparring from across the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.
He was still terribly green.
But precisely because he was green, he needed tempering, didn't