"I'm only responsible for passing on messages. Whether they believe it or want to join forces is their own business."
Yang Yan shrugged, looking indifferent as he continued:
"I'm too busy taking care of my own people to have the time to worry about those guys."
"If they end up fighting amongst themselves before the Demon Race arrives, I wouldn't mind watching the show."
Ao Tian shook his head, rolled his eyes, and said:
"Oh please, you're all talk now, but I bet you'll be worrying yourself sick soon."
Given the mentor-friend relationship they've had for so many years, he knew Yang Yan very well.
Clearly a good-hearted person, but he'd never admit it.
"So, what's your plan moving forward?"
Ao Tian casually waved his hand, causing a mostly intact stone stump to fly over and land in front of him. He sat down, looking at Yang Yan and asked.
"First, let's get the word out and see what attitude the Hidden World people have!"
