Facing such a person as Third Master, who stood atop the pyramid, Li Xiaoqiang felt even more powerless. With just a word, the other could determine the will of an entire district's people, while Li Xiaoqiang faced immense difficulty even to have a meal.
Against such a person, any grand sentiments or hot-bloodedness seemed childish, not even worth mentioning.
Now Li Xiaoqiang feared the other party might harm his family. Although the spore was by his side, someone like Third Master wasn't a fool. Why would he directly confront you? A bird. A gun, a bullet, was enough to end the life of any heroic divine being.
Seeing Li Xiaoqiang's tense expression, the spore knew that the person before them was no easy target. He walked in front of the two, still looking as simple and foolish as ever, "I'll be in front, you protect grandpa and retreat."
