"Exactly!"
Xiong Shan hurriedly roared as well, "Brother Lin Yang, haven't you always despised the Human Race, especially the humans of the Divine Land, whom you hate to the marrow of your bones?"
"Ying Tianxiao is a bastard bearing the White-Spirit Immortal Crane's bloodline. Back then, the White-Spirit Immortal Crane imprisoned a million of us demons in Ten Thousand Fiends Mountain. Now he's colluding with humans, intending to wipe out all three of our tribes. His wicked intentions alone warrant death!"
"Today, Chief Lang Wei and I will join forces to kill Ying Tianxiao and these damned humans, venting your anger for you as well. Would you please stay out of it?"
Faced with Lang Wei and Xiong Shan's probing, Lin Yang remained expressionless and silent.
Only after a short while did a smile curl his lips. "Of course I won't interfere in your battle."
"However, Sir Lin Mo left something with me earlier, and I must return it to him."
With that, Lin Yang leisurely took a branch from his wide sleeve.
The branch was about six feet long and gave off a pale green glow. Aside from that, there was nothing visibly special about it.
"Sir Lin Mo, catch."
With a casual wave, Lin Yang tossed the branch down from midair, straight toward Lin Mo.
Lin Mo leaped into the air, caught the branch, and landed steadily. Xiong Shan and Lang Wei exchanged a glance, both secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
Lin Yang was a loner by nature, with an extremely peculiar temper. He simply could not be judged by ordinary reason.
When Lin Yang had appeared just now, they had been so nervous that their hearts nearly leaped from their chests, afraid he had come to help Ying Tianxiao fight them.
Fortunately, Lin Yang showed no