"Eh, damn, do you think I will be afraid of you?!" After hearing what Zhao Minghui said, Li Yang rolled up his sleeves and was all ready to enter the ring. But Hong Dali stopped him. "Don't rush, this man is arrogant. His Master must show his stance. Does he approve or object to his actions? He should at least show us what he thinks, right?"
He seemed to be talking to Li Yang, but his eyes were on Jiang Shili.
Jiang Shili naturally understood what he meant. He smiled and said, "Although Mr. Zhao is my subordinate, he's also a powerful warrior in his own right. There's no need to stop the challenge. Perhaps they can learn from each other and provide us with some entertainment. What do you think?"
He had gently kicked the ball back.
This was hard to deal with. After all, if the Powerful Three under the Devil Lord's command had even 1% of his might, Li Yang was definitely not his match. They were likely to lose this battle.
