On Central Ring Street, Qin Fan strolled leisurely with his hands tucked in his pockets. Beside him, Lai Shenxiang walked with a worried expression, and behind them was a group of Masters, each one more bewildered than the last. With such a lineup, countless strange looks on the street focused on them. It was mainly because, aside from Qin Fan, the attire of these Masters was, well, somewhat eccentric.
"Lai Shenxiang, stop frowning! If you have something to ask, just ask. I know you're uncomfortable holding it in!" Sensing Lai Shenxiang's somewhat unbalanced aura, Qin Fan chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.
"Master Qin, are we really going to do nothing?" Lai Shenxiang asked.
This "doing nothing" didn't refer to abandoning the Demon Dragon Qi entirely, but rather to ignoring the rampage it might unleash upon Xiangjiang.
