"Xiaotian, if a dog bites you, would you bite it back?"
Long Yan looked faintly at the Godson, then told Lei Xiaotian.
"Pucha."
Upon hearing this, Yue Qingcheng immediately burst out laughing.
Long Yan was clearly making oblique accusations.
"Long Yan, you..."
The face of the Godson instantly darkened, Long Yan actually called him a dog.
"Godson, my patience is limited, even if I can't kill you, I can still force you out of here. With you gone, we'd be able to gather a bit more of the Emperor's Blood Qi."
Long Yan casually responded.
Now was not the time to kill the Godson. Ji Shaobai was already under his control. Getting rid of the Godson was only a matter of time.
Long Yan had his own plans.
"The Space of Intention is right ahead, let's go."
Next, Long Yan and others headed towards the depths.
"Junior Palace Master, now is not the time to provoke Long Yan. In the Tower of the Great Emperor, we are no longer at an advantage."
