His heart might have been as strangely calm as a lake now, but towering waves could rise in an instant!
"How dare you! Where did a little punk like you come from? Let him go now, and I can still spare your life!"
Mustache rode his Pidgeot into the air and threatened Ye Qing from several dozen meters away.
"Shut up!"
Ye Qing released Milotic. Her body, over ten meters long, made for an imposing sight!
"Mii!"
A Hydro Pump shot from Milotic's mouth, startling Pidgeot into a hurried dodge.
"Ah-cha!"
Infernape dispersed the flames around him. He needed to conserve his strength now, so he suppressed the power of his bond to its minimum and had Gengar support him.
"You dare touch me?"
Wei Shikang threw his head back and laughed wildly. Though he was already a prisoner, there was still not a trace of fear in his eyes.
Because he knew that in Desert City, absolutely no one dared lay a hand on him.
"Gym Leader! Something terrible has happened!"
Inside the Desert Gym, a man wearing a cloak was jolted awake.
"The young master-the young master has been taken hostage!"
The messenger was panting so hard he could barely breathe as he hurriedly reported to the man before him.
"That unfilial son!"
Wei Wufeng shattered the glass table beside him with a slap, his eyes widening in a vicious glare!
But fierce as his words were, this was his own son, after all. He still had to clean up his mess.
Wei Wufeng rose angrily, released a Pidgeot, and swiftly shot into the sky.
Glancing at the sky obscured by dark clouds, Wei Wufeng urged the Pidgeot beneath him onward.
By now, the area around the villa was in chaos. Crowds packed the surroundings, all wanting to