The Sorcerer Demon King and the Puppet King were both in good spirits.
The two had been relentlessly pursuing Yang Fei, and now they finally found the opportunity to assassinate him.
Jiuan County was over a hundred miles away from Yannan, leaving Yang Fei isolated and without aid.
With two Core Formation Experts joining forces, it was unlikely that they wouldn't be able to kill an Early Stage of Core Formation expert.
Moreover, the Puppet King's ultimate weapon, Howling Moon, had reached its full cycle, and he was brimming with confidence.
Liu Dongliang placed his luggage down and found his seat.
Seeing Liang Jiayi and Yang Fei, he almost exploded with rage.
Yang Fei sat upright, while Liang Jiayi's head rested on his shoulder, her long, silky hair slightly trembling.
Liang Jiayi's delicate fingers were shelling sunflower seeds.
She fed the shelled seeds to Yang Fei one by one.
This display of affection was unbearable to Liu Dongliang.
