When Song Yun entered the small tent, Lang Hai gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard dared to insult me. Once we get out of this, I'll make him pay."
"That's enough, Lang Hai."
Lang Xiaoran treated Shen Wu's injury, looked at Lang Hai angrily, and said, "I never expected you to be such a person, you've really disappointed me."
Lang Hai's eyes flashed with cold severity, and he said in a deep voice, "Miss Xiaoran, I'm risking my life for you, and now you say you're disappointed in me?"
Lang Xiaoran pursed her lips, ignored Lang Hai, sat at her tent's entrance, and said in a deep voice, "Now, no one disturb Song Yun. Only he can save us."
"Do you really believe that kid's words?"
Lang Hai widened his eyes, glancing at Chong Li, and said, "Chong Li has already mastered the second-tier Beast Spell: Puppet, combined with his late-stage SSS-level Mutant Centipede, his combat strength is exceptionally formidable."
