Confidence

There were nearly twenty people in the opposing team who were eyeing them maliciously. Whereas, there was only one fighter in its team along with a severely wounded person. 

If the other party was willing to sacrifice itself, its team would be done for.

The only way to turn the tables and emerge victorious depended on Mister Long San. However, how could one persuade it to join in the battle?

This was a huge problem.

Long Fang the Stygian Snake thought really hard. In the previous battles, Qiao Zijiang's eleven demon spirits went to battle one by one. Only Long San was passive and did not want to move an inch from its nest.

Come to think of it, it bore the soul of a True Dragon. Imagine how high and mighty it was…

Only a True Dragon like its big brother could order it around easily. Even if Qiao Zijiang managed to cultivate to the point of a deity, she would still be far away from Mister Long San's actual status.