"Aren't you afraid of me?" Flender walked toward Xiao Yan step by step. A pair of enormous eagle wings spread from his back, his pupils narrowed into vertical slits, his hands curled into claws, and seven soul rings spiraled upward.
"Hmph. Why should I be afraid of you?"
Watching Flender approach, Xiao Yan's expression turned cold. With a sharp snort, he reached back and gripped the ruler's handle, then whipped it out. The Black Ruler swept through the air with an oppressive rush of wind and pointed diagonally at the ground.
Dust immediately billowed from the ground, and faint cyan flames wreathed Xiao Yan's body.
"With your current strength, you still intend to resist?"
Flender chuckled. His airy question-"You still intend to resist?"-made Xiao Yan's expression grow increasingly impassive, his grip on the ruler tightening.
Just as battle was about to erupt, someone approached at a measured pace. Before he arrived, his voice rang out. "Dean Flender, it's been a long time."
The newcomer was Qin Ming, the Imperial Fighting Team's instructor. He hurried forward and dropped to one knee before Flender, his eyes shining with excitement.
"Your student Qin Ming pays his respects," Qin Ming said reverently.
"I thought you'd forgotten about me, you brat." Flender drew back his soul power and withdrew his Cat Owl martial soul, then adjusted the crystal glasses on his nose. "You've been in Suotuo City for several days already. If I hadn't done this, were you ever going to come out and see me?"
With that, Flender gave Xiao Yan a slight smile.
He had only meant to give Xiao Yan a scare. From Tang San and Xiao Yan's earlier soul fight, Flender had already learned that Xiao Yan was also Tang Hao's son. However foolish he might be, he would never follow