Soon, the Youtan Celestial Chief Priest passed down his command, giving them yet another reason to fight.
And this prompted Mingya to step forward.
Glancing contemptuously at the Cultivators from the Void Moon Sect, Mingya said in a cold, arrogant tone, "Don't lump us in with you. You may be afraid of Zhong Ming, but I'm not!"
He was about to leave as he spoke, but before he could even exit the cabin, a Youtan Celestial Cultist with markings on his face stepped forward.
"Boss, why should you have to deal with someone like Zhong Ming personally? Leave him to me!"
"...Very well."
Despite facing Zhong Ming, feeling the gale and torrential rain under his command, and seeing the Water Flood Dragon several hundred meters long coiling around him, Mingya had no intention of acting personally. Instead, he left the task to his subordinate.
His posture was the very definition of arrogance.
Zhu Junfeng's pupils constricted. Mingya's attitude gave him a strange sense of déjà vu.
