Yu smiled calmly.
He was even in the mood to tease Chu Feng.
To him, every day he lived now was a profit.
If Chu Feng had not saved him, he might still be imprisoned in the small black room in the Stargate.
Although he did not want to die yet, if he really died… so be it.
It was no big deal.
He casually looked at Chu Feng.
"Later, when Ao Guang gets closer, I'll burn my Spiritual Abode to stop him. If there's a chance, I'll kill him directly!
"As for you, you can directly unleash the power of Ninth-Turn to kill Yin Pei and bury him with me. Can you do that?"
Chu Feng glanced at Yu angrily.
"Don't make decisions on your own. I'll think about other ways! I, Chu Feng, don't have the habit of sending my teammates to their deaths!"
Yu shrugged.
Other ways?
What other ways did he have?
If there was a way, wouldn't he have used it long ago? Why would he wait until now?