Long Zhu and Old Zhou sat by the tea table, waiting for Old Zhou to hand him the cup of tea.
Suddenly, Old Zhou, who was serving the tea, trembled, and the cup slipped from his hand. Long Zhu immediately reached out, caught the cup, and even managed to collect all the spilled tea back into it.
“Old Zhou, you’re getting old. At least act like an elder.” Long Zhu picked up the cup and took a slow sip. His expression then shifted, and he looked in Lin Xiao’s direction.
“I’m just an ordinary person. How can I compare to you, Long Zhu? With the True Dragon Qi empowering you, you are invincible within the Dragon Kingdom, naturally free from fear.” Old Zhou snorted lightly. He also looked in that direction, squinting. “Such intense killing intent, and hatred too.”
“Lin Xiao has been provoked.”
Long Zhu said.
However, he showed no intention of acting.
“Aren’t you afraid that young fellow’s state of mind will be disrupted, and he’ll fall into demonic ways?”
Old Zhou squinted, appraising Long Zhu. If it were him, he would already be restless.
It was only this old fellow who could remain unfazed.
“Not for now.”
Long Zhu pondered for a moment, then shook his head. “We must trust him.”
“Oh, I understand now.”
Old Zhou suddenly remembered something, a smile appearing on his face. “I recall last time, after you found out Lin Xiao entered the Divine Realm, you said that the current you is no match for Lin Xiao.”
“You’re not going over there, not because you trust Lin Xiao, but because you don’t trust yourself, right?”
“Cough, cough.”
Long Zhu took another sip from the empty tea cup he was holding.
…
As a general of the Dragon Kingdom, the Northern Frontier Dragon King, Zheng Jianguo, had always been paying attention to this rising new star.
Therefore, he had also heard of something.
Before Lin Xiao became the Northern Frontier Dragon King, in one battle, he single-handedly annihilated a thousand elite troops from the Beautiful Country.
And on that occasion, the Northern Frontier also lost over a hundred men.
They were brothers who had faced life and death with Lin Xiao.
Those who survived became the elites of the current Northern Frontier Dragon King Army.
That time, he heard that Lin Xiao seemed to have lost his usual composure. The report stated that Lin Xiao was like a demon from hell, his eyes filled only with slaughter. He was a god of war, fearless of death, like a wild beast out of control, using the most primitive methods—tearing, stomping, even gnawing—to turn those elites into countless pieces of flesh.
The current Lin Xiao was like that out-of-control beast.
His aura was chaotic and filled with killing intent.
“Come, kill me, you stray dog! Hahaha! You will forever be just a stray dog! Kill me, and your whole family dies too! And never to be reborn! Hahahahaha!”
Zheng Aijia continuously spat out blood and fragments of internal organs. He laughed maniacally, a look of triumph in his eyes.
He was doomed, but he also wanted to ensure Lin Xiao would forever lose any possibility of existing in the Dragon Kingdom!
As long as Lin Xiao went on a killing spree, as long as Lin Xiao lost his reason…
Lin Xiao stood there, motionless, and the constantly emanating cold killing intent began to retract. From filling the entire building, it gradually shrunk, and within a few breaths, all the killing intent was condensed within a one-meter radius around Lin Xiao.
“This…”
Old Zheng was shocked. Around Lin Xiao, there seemed to be a solid, gray, heavy armor.
“Zheng Aijia, what a pity, I am not you.”