In the Grasslands, Lin Yun was deep in the tiger's den, isolated and without assistance.
However, in the Central Plains, it would be Snow Maiden, this little white lamb, entering the tiger's maw. When the time came to fight the few with the many, no matter how high Snow Maiden's Cultivation Level was, she wouldn't escape from his palm.
Lin Yun felt this approach was feasible, how to execute it exactly would rely on his adaptability.
"With my strength, can I really complete the King's path?"
Lin Yun displayed the demeanor a defeated general should have, from being high-spirited to being greatly struck.
This pitiful little puppy look really made people...
Damn it, I've stuck on a beard.
"You definitely can."
