"Asiba!"
Quan Sangin felt depressed; he was too arrogant and had underestimated the Busan Divine Ruins.
Thinking of this, Quan Sangin raised his head again and glanced at Lin Baici.
Why was he so formidable?
Actually, he had not fared too badly himself—without Lin Baici, in the Monster Apartment—or, even at the earlier stage of the corpse-ridden Goryeo, he would have died.
"What's the panic? With God Lin here, the sky won't fall!"
Huang Jinxiang cursed and then smoothly complimented Lin Baici.
Li Yintong rolled her eyes, unable to help herself from poking Huang Jinxiang's arm with her finger, "Big Brother Xiang, when did I fail to realize that you were so slick at buttering up people?"
"Because there was no need before!"
