Ling Chen tapped his foot lightly, his body soaring like a swift swallow, weaving through the fog-shrouded bottom of Mingyue Cliff.
Behind him, Yuwen Lin pursued relentlessly. The more Ling Chen fled, the more Yuwen Lin believed Ling Chen feared him.
Back on Lotus Island, Ling Chen only managed to show off by leveraging the influence of the Heavenly Eye Ancestor, but now he was all alone, with no one to rely on.
It was the perfect opportunity for him to kill Ling Chen.
Whoosh!
Ling Chen's figure abruptly halted atop a peak. He turned to look at Yuwen Lin, but there was no trace of panic on his face.
Yuwen Lin's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stopped, then sneered, "What, not running anymore?"
"Why should I run?"
Ling Chen's expression was calm, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. "Yuwen Lin, do you really think that with just you, I would need to flee?"
"Haha, bluffing again. Do you really think I would fall for your tricks a second time?"
