Previously, when the White Head Demon Venerate turned and ran, if Chen Hai hadn't intervened, it's estimated he would have been crushed to death by the unknown entity's finger.
Now, having escaped danger and regrouped with Lu Yingtian and others, he seems to have completely forgotten everything that happened before.
Perhaps, in his view, Chen Hai confronting the unknown entity was only natural and not purely to save him.
Among those present, he's the loudest.
His talk seems endless, with rich expression and emotion, lasting quite a while.
Especially feeling his own inadequate strength, Fang Ping, who still seemed to want to cling to Chen Hai's leg, was harshly despised by the White Head Demon Venerate.
The strong mockery in his words left Fang Ping with a bowed head, speechless for quite some time.
"Everyone, I feel there's much reason in White Head Taoist Friend's words!"
