"What the fuck was that?" demanded Bai Long Qiang as Ye Yao Zu picked Wang Tian Mu up in his arms and strolled out of the conference room and out of the guild building.
"I don't know," admitted Rip as he trailed quickly after them. "I've never seen something like that."
"It was like she completely checked out," grunted Fan Teng Fei. He pulled his monk's staff out of his space and held it upright in his hand.
"I don't know if praying is really going to help right now," sneered Si Dong sarcastically as he rushed up to clear a path for Ye Yao ZU.
Fan Teng Fei simply looked at him but didn't bother to answer. This was one of the few traditional weapons that almost no one saw as a weapon. He could carry it around everywhere, and if someone attacked…
Well, he would be more than happy to show them just how efficient it was at killing.
