The Holy Lord of Shadows had yet to make any moves. It would be a great loss of face to him if he had to rely on his senior brother when he was just battling her mere steed.
The effeminate-looking youth wanted to speak again but the grim-faced youth slapped him right across the face.
"Fool, are you still unable to see the vast disparity between your power and that of the demon dragon?"
The face of the effeminate-looking youth turned pale, but he didn't dare to retort.
The grim-faced youth glanced past Ming Di to land on Ye Qingtang. He continued in a low voice. "Instead of wasting time, you should finish off this demon dragon with me. The Holy Lord of Shadows is our true target."
Not daring to say another word, the effeminate-looking youth immediately nodded.
"Oh? Two of you at once? That's even better." The fire in Ming Di's eyes burned even brighter at the sight of another opponent.
