"If you're afraid, you're afraid. Why all the nonsense?"
Zheng He tore away from them, showing no respect for the person in front of him. Even if they were both elders, so what? He wouldn't show any mercy because of it.
"This isn't about being afraid or not! Charging in like that—what else could it be but suicide? Do you want to put us all at risk?"
The elder spoke again, then glanced at Chen Lin, shouting angrily once more, "Keep your people in check; don't let them cause trouble the moment we start."
"Cause trouble? Alright, then tell me, when Lu Kang's true form merges, how many chances do we have of winning?" Without waiting for Lin Chen to speak, Zheng He cut in again, his attitude still fierce. Perhaps his formidable strength made the elder feel somewhat tense facing him.
Once Zheng He finished, the elder found himself momentarily at a loss for words, thinking things over but unable to figure it out; it was indeed as Zheng He said, Lu Kang wouldn't let them go.
