"What bad luck!" Wang Teng shook his head, and his expression turned cold. "But originally, we could have escaped. It was those martial warriors who forcefully dragged me into this mess."
"Those people indeed went too far, and we can't let this go," Round Ball said, clearly upset about the situation.
"Hmph!" Wang Teng snorted and coldly declared, "They must pay for this. I, Wang, am not so easily bullied."
"But they are all heaven-stage martial warriors, six of them, and there's even a heaven-realm divine spirit master among them. Their strength is far superior to yours," Round Ball warned, sounding cautious. "Even if you use all your trump cards, it's going to be extremely difficult to simultaneously deal with six heaven-stage martial warriors!"
"You're right. Even if I use all my means, I can't handle six heaven-stage martial warriors simultaneously!" Wang Teng's expression shifted as he spoke solemnly. "It seems my strength is still not sufficient."