What?
Brother Cheng almost spat out blood.
Just now, when he wasn't planning to go up, Cang Ji came to consult him.
Now that he wanted to go up, they didn't consult him anymore.
"Pfft!"
Cang Ling knew his mood and laughed gloatingly, "It's really a pity. Cang Ji can handle them without needing you."
"You won't have a chance to show off. Just cheer him on from behind!"
"Elder Canglong, are you really confident?"
The three late-stage Quasi-Emperors were very uneasy.
Cang Ji could tell what they were thinking at a glance. Without a chance of victory, they didn't even want to fight.
So he laughed long and loudly, "Let me take the lead then!"
After speaking, he faced those late-stage Quasi-Emperors alone.
He pointed his claw, "Those three over there, you can all come at me together!"
The ones he pointed at were indeed the three late-stage Quasi-Emperors.
What the heck?
Brother Cheng almost spat out his drink.
This Elder Canglong was also capable of acting cool?
