"Come at me all together, stop wasting time!"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present, except the despicable cat, thought that Yang Zhen had lost his mind.
Even the Blue Bird Saintess's face showed a hint of absurdity, and she looked at Yang Zhen worriedly and said, "Young Master Yang, what… are you going to do?"
Yang Zhen's face still bore an innocuously smiling expression. He turned the meat on the grill, grinned at the Blue Bird Saintess, and said, "It seems like you're having a tough time. You're almost overwhelmed by just one Hei Qiu. If Mei Xiang, that sorry excuse of a beast, comes up, you'd definitely be the first to fall. That seems a bit indiscreet. I, Sao Saint, always avenge my grudges but surely shouldn't involve you, should I?"
