"I'm fed up with you, is that a good enough reason?" Yang Lele spoke coldly, his fingertips crackling with lightning.
"Boss, what are you afraid of? So what if he's ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List? We've got so many people here, no way he can take on fifty of us by himself, right?"
Encouraged by the primary lackey, the others began voicing their discontent.
"Boss, what are you scared of?"
"Let's go at him together!"
Fifty people were eager to pounce, ready for action.
Cang Langduan steeled himself, making an immediate decision: "All in, today we'll take the edge off his arrogance!"
Yang Lele smirked disdainfully, raised his magic wand, and began chanting a spell. As Yang Lele's loud and resonant chanting commenced, the heavens changed color.
Rumble—
Dark clouds swept over the Floating Island, bringing thunder that altered heaven and earth's appearance.
