Angry?
Had he had time, Yang Zhen would have beaten the bastard into a pulp.
He had never seen such a shameless man before. Yang Zhen pondered, he still needed to hold on to his title as a scoundrel. Otherwise, any stray sect leader who crawled out would make him look good. What was the point then?
When the ice cave was destroyed, Yang Zhen, along with the jerk cat and the cocky chicken, once again entered the grand hall. The terrifying void power was still there, and just as Yang Zhen had thought, this ice palace was a treasure cultivated by humans.
Yang Zhen was thrilled. Such a large ice palace, and one that had been cultivated too, if he found a way to get it out, it was an excellent tool for showing off. A mobile palace! When others were out in the wild, living with bugs and beasts, he could pop the palace out, wouldn't that be glorious?"
Naturally, effective cultivation requires a good mood!
