Ning Jianfeng waved his hand and said, "Brother Yang, you're too polite. We're brothers, so we naturally have to help each other!"
"That's right!"
Qin Zhanhuang continued, "The Sky Demon Cult and the Diablo Sect want to touch you, so we naturally won't agree!"
Mu Wushang also said, "Brother Yang, if you need our help in the future, just say it. No matter where you are, we will rush to help!"
The prodigies of the other families nodded heavily.
After this battle, everyone's friendship had deepened a lot.
Lin Jingchen smiled warmly and said, "Little Luo, didn't the Great Elder say that even if it wasn't because of you, this battle would still erupt in the end!
Therefore, you don't have to worry. Although we're helping you, we're also helping ourselves!
After all, we have deep enmity with the Sky Demon Cult and the Diablo Sect, and this battle is unavoidable!"
"That's right!"
