"Jiarong, let's go..." The little snake, transformed from the Three-eyed Feathered God, coiled around Zhang Jiarong's neck, whispering softly. It was already vaguely aware that Su Yu was definitely not a character to be trifled with. Although he seemed to be only of the Gold Fourth Order, he was filled with unknowns.
Zhang Jiarong was somewhat reluctant to concede, because he clearly had the strength of a Divine Spirit Peak, whereas Su Yu was merely a Fourth Order Gold. However, he had unconditional faith in the words of the Three-eyed Feathered God. He could only huff in displeasure and glanced at Su Yu before preparing to leave.
No sooner had he moved than Su Yu flashed and suddenly blocked his path again.
"What else do you want to do?" Zhang Jiarong bellowed in anger.
Su Yu grinned at him and suddenly a pair of Golden Wings spread out wide from behind.
