At this moment, Ding Fan was staring intently in the direction of the Six-eyed Behemoth, pondering slightly before slowly stepping forward.
Standing beside Ding Fan, Xia Ling, noticing Ding Fan's reaction, also showed a hint of surprise in her eyes, which slightly flickered, and then softly said to Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, what are you..."
Seeing Xia Ling's reaction, Ding Fan curled his lips slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes, which flickered slightly as he slowly replied to Xia Ling:
"I have to go help them..."
Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Xia Ling's eyes instantly showed a hint of astonishment, flickering slightly, and she questioned Ding Fan:
"Brother Ding, they won't help them; at this moment, aren't we just bringing trouble upon ourselves?"
Upon hearing Xia Ling's words, Ding Fan's lips curled into a faint smile, his tone paused, then he softly spoke to Xia Ling:
"If I don't step up now, those two won't stand a chance against the Six-eyed Behemoth..."
