"Remorse?" Wang Chao looked at her with a dismissive laugh, saying, "Little sister Qi Xiaoran, is this concern I sense? Could it be that you actually have feelings for me?"
"Bah! I just don't want you to die by someone else's hand, I want to personally kill you!"
Qi Xiaoran's face couldn't help but flush red as she glared at Wang Chao in fury.
"Ah, I thought the same thing. We've only barely explored two hundred and eight positions, I'm not even close to being done. Plus, I think it's only right for us to innovate some new positions for the sake of future generations,"
Wang Chao burst into laughter.
The sounds of battle grew nearer.
"Jin Yi!"
Wang Chao turned his head to look in Jin Yi's direction.
The skinny Jin Yi was busily flustered.
He was carrying a large backpack, and it was unknown what kind of things he stuffed into it.
From the looks of how Zhekui and Iron Tower had just dealt with the Twelve Fiends, Jin Yi was absorbed in doing something on his own.
