When the warriors of the Emperor Tribe made their move, Yan Long looked at Lin Bai and calmly said, "Friend Lin Bai, the Emperor Tribe's action this time is not aimed at you. The existence of the Poison God Clan is beneficial for Nanzhou. We cannot just watch as the Poison God Clan falls!"
"I hope you won't hold a grudge against the Emperor Tribe, Lin Bai."
Lin Bai chuckled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter!"
Standing beside Yan Long, Yan Ji looked at Lin Bai in shock, a trace of self-mockery was evident in the corner of his mouth.
In Yan Ji's heart, he increasingly felt he could not compare to Lin Bai.
These two men, one is a legendary genius of Nanzhou Continent, the other is the number one genius of East Continent.
But compared to Lin Bai, what could Yan Ji possibly do?
Lin Bai and Yan Ji were of similar age, but Yan Ji at most only had some fame in Nanzhou Continent, whereas Lin Bai was already leading the strong ones to attack the Poison God Clan.
