Transformation

Upon hearing these words, Zhong Chi’s face stiffened, and he murmured, “Is defeating me really such an accomplishment? Why focus on me? I don’t want to deal with a cold and icy iceberg.”

Zhong Chi’s reluctant expression accompanied his murmurs.

If Lin Birou was a pure-blooded divine and demonic offspring, Zhong Chi would certainly be interested.

However, since Lin Birou was a human, fighting her wouldn’t yield any flesh and blood treasures.

“Little Chi, are you alright?” Mu Xiuling was the first to approach, her face filled with concern.

Luo Minmin, supporting Huo Zhuyan, also walked over and said, “Brother, thank you.”

Zhong Chi smiled and replied, “I’m fine. Unfortunately, that iceberg suddenly appeared and took away your broken wing.”

“Come on, brother, I don’t have wings. The broken wing belongs to Yu Tinghui,” Huo Zhuyan chuckled.