“Shit! You made us wind round and round repeatedly, and now they have caught up to us. Are you satisfied now?”
Ling Xin, with a longblade in his hands, suddenly stood up and erupted. He glared at Qin Lie who was sitting cross legged on the ground with eyes full of rage.
Many of the Ling Family members who had been singing the same note as him also bitterly looked towards Qin Lie, believing that it was Qin Lie’s mistake which had wasted their time, thus allowing the members of the Feng Family to catch up.
Qin Lie’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression becoming colder. He didn’t respond to Ling Xin’s provocation.
“Shut up! Is this even the time for us to quarrel?”
Ling Feng rebuked and, in but a moment, took out his Firecloud Hammer spirit artifact. A current of fiery light ignited atop the hammer, bathing his arm in a crimson shade and causing the temperature around him to become extremely hot.