"Shen Lo, how dare you!" Not even the usually sincere Wu Xiangtong could hold this in any longer. An item like a fishing rod appeared in his hands, and his pupils lit up with flames as he stared at Shen Lo. Since Fang Xing wasn’t present, he had temporarily become the leader of Duanzhen Valley, and there was no way he would allow Shen Lo to steal the beast that was rightfully theirs. He was at Spirit Stage tier six while Shen Lo was only at the peak of tier five, after all; adding in the high-quality spirit weapon he had in hand, Wu Xiangtong wasn’t afraid of him.

Shen Lo jumped at this, his expression growing timid. When it came down to actual battle prowess, he wasn’t Wu Xiangtong’s opponent at all; however, after a quick thought, Shen Lo remembered he had his own support backing him up, and his attitude quickly strengthened. "Wu Xiangtong, are you saying you’re going to disobey Shixiong Xiao Jianming’s orders?" he coldly laughed.

Wu Xiangtong’s face darkened, but just as he was ab