Lu Bei, feeling annoyed, received an indifferent glare from She Huan. Seeing the two monstrous creatures going in and out, using their invincible bodies to crush the cultivators again and again, Lu Bei couldn't help but frown deeply.
There were problems with the secret territory, with the formation method, and naturally, with the owners of the two evil flood dragons as well.
Fighting the weaker ones only brought out the stronger ones—it was an unchanging truth in the world of cultivators.
If the weaker ones were already hard to handle, guess how outrageous the stronger ones would be. As a frail cultivator, Lu Bei didn't want to court trouble, but he couldn't abandon the Gold Scale Fine Snake. So, he had no choice but to wait a bit more with She Huan.
