A few minutes earlier.
While the three members of the Astral Express Crew were making contact with the Cloud Knights, in the courtyard.
"Are you copying it or not! Are you copying it or not? Just tell me whether you're copying it!" Green Pheobe looked at Benbo'erba before him, feeling nothing but blazing fury as he lost his reason.
Despite the considerable difference in height, Jiang Yu, standing opposite Green Pheobe, was no less imposing. In fact, he even overshadowed him.
Facing Green Pheobe, who had become extremely irritable for some reason, Jiang Yu remained calm, even carrying a trace of leisurely ease.
Jiang Yu spread his hands, his tone somewhat disdainful. "If copying these scriptures of yours works, of course I'll copy them! But what if copying them doesn't do anything?"
"Doesn't do anything?" Green Pheobe was clearly very confident in those scriptures, and even sounded a little smugger. "If they don't do anything, you can do whatever you want with me!"
Hearing this, Jiang Yu raised a hand and pointed at Green Pheobe, looking at him as he said, one word at a time:
"All right, I can do whatever I want with you. You said it yourself. I won't do anything excessive. Just let me slap you when the time comes."
The boy's tone was mild, yet a boundless force seemed to surge up like monstrous waves and crash down.
In a daze, Green Pheobe saw himself overturned by that enormous wave, finally becoming a piece of trash smashed to bits within it.
That groundless vision made Green Pheobe's heart tighten, and he took half a step back in a slight panic.
At that moment, he had already lost in terms of presence.
Even so, Green Pheobe had no idea what had gotten into him. He simply