"What? That kid has a spirit beast that is similar to the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf? And he escaped?"
After Zhao Lao came back to report, that young master was so angry that he was jumping around and nearly got spotted by the Fire Phoenix. His eyes flickered for a few rounds, and he was so enraged that his tooth was itching when he saw Hong Lao—who entered the vent of the volcano—didn't come out after a long time. It was Jiang Yi who made it out instead.
There was only one way in and out of the volcano's vent. Hong Lao didn't emerge, but Jiang Yi did. This meant that Hong Lao was probably dead, and the Fire Lingzhi might have been snatched by Jiang Yi.
"Chirp-Chirp!"
The resonant chirping sound of the Fire Phoenix could be heard from far away. The young master with the luxurious robes lifted his head and took a glance. He powerlessly roared out softly, "Everyone, retreat!"
