Kapitel 2018: Beast tide

Lan Tianyu had achieved his purpose in this battle. With loud laughter, he strode off.

"Young Master Ling, don't take it to heart. Firstly, Fourth Uncle's cultivation level is above yours, and secondly, you have not been blessed by the deity yet. Otherwise, you, too, would be able to borrow power from the deity, and you would definitely not be weaker to Fourth Uncle then," Lan Ruozhi comforted.

Ling Han naturally wouldn't take it to heart. If it was a life-or-death battle, he could guarantee that the person that would die would definitely be Lan Tianyu.

However, there was no need to say these words. Firstly, Lan Ruozhi would think that he was a sore loser, and secondly, he had no wish to reveal his trump card anyway.