Shen Ping watched as the Itinerant Immortals and Tribulation Transcendence cultivators of the various races disappeared. He turned around and sat on the chair in the private room.
Bai Yuying supported her chin with one hand. She blinked and smiled. "That Black Flood Dragon Itinerant Immortal was the first to stand out. He lost his life for nothing. I wonder how regretful the upper echelons of the Black Flame Flood Dragon Clan will be when they find out."
Wang Yun said gently, "They asked for it. Since they want to stand up for the Purple Silkworm Flood Dragon Clan, they have to be prepared to resist the risk."
