As soon as Shi Sanquan heard Beiming Xue was going to join in, he excitedly nodded immediately: "Good, good, I'll fight you."
Wang Yan saw Beiming Xue about to step down, and couldn't help but worryingly say: "Xue'er, that Shi Sanquan's cultivation is at the Demon Master Great Perfection level, maybe not."
Beiming Xue smiled slightly and said: "Brother Wang Yan, Feiting can defeat a King-tier Demon Beast, of course I can defeat a Demon Master."
Wang Yan shook his head and said: "Demon Beasts have simple brains, how can you compare them to people."
Having heard Wang Yan's words, Yan, who was lying in Beiming Xue's arms, suddenly raised his head, pouting and glaring at Wang Yan, looking extremely displeased.
Beiming Xue patted Yan's head, letting Yan continue lying in her arms, and then smiled at Wang Yan and said: "Brother Wang Yan, don't worry, this big dumb guy has an even simpler brain, I can handle him."
