Seeing her practically spitting as she yelled, Shen Lang felt a headache coming on. He quickly cut her off. "No need to capture one. We don't need to study them... I already did, many years ago. If I have to study anything, right now I'd rather study Mu Feng."
As he spoke, Shen Lang stared at the distant Mu Feng and the puppets, his eyes gleaming with a blatant, unconcealed hunger!
Seeing that look in his eyes, Nangong Wan shivered involuntarily. A chill coursed through her.
'So he's into... that!'
Nangong Wan backed away several steps. On top of her previous disdain, her look now held a hint of revulsion.
'How could I have known this woman was so bizarre, with such a wild imagination?'
His gaze remained fixed on the distant Mu Feng and the puppets. With a soft chuckle, Shen Lang sauntered toward Mu Feng's battle zone as if taking a stroll in a garden!
"Is this guy crazy? How strong does he think he is, going over there bare-handed?"
