Hearing Yan Xiaobao's words, the Rong twins and Deng Wu laughed. "Don't worry. If he or the Royal Family wanted you dead, you'd already be dead. They'd send a Saint to deal with you." They conversed amongst themselves, and as Yan Xiaobao heard this, he grumbled somewhat; however, it did make sense.
"Alright, I'd like to see them try," Cai Jie and Yan Xiaobao said simultaneously, both of them flashing sinister smiles, their eyes filled with killing intent. Yan Xiaobao had acquired his killing intent from the red wolf. Initially, this killing intent was savage and wild, but after the war ended, Yan Xiaobao felt a change in it. Where it had once surged forth cold and unbridled, freezing and sweating his targets simultaneously, he had struggled to control it. However, after battling numerous experts during the war, he gained mastery over it. It now seemed as though the killing intent completely belonged to him.
