Xingtong didn't understand Yang Chen's meaning for a moment and asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?"
Yang Chen smiled casually: "Just what you understand, the literal meaning."
Xingtong glanced deeply at Yang Chen and asked, "Why would those Heavenly-separated Realm Royal Spirit Gods be afraid of you?"
"You'll know once you lure them here," Yang Chen didn't explain much, just smiled and changed the subject.
Xingtong became more and more curious about Yang Chen, feeling that no matter how long she knew him, there seemed to be a layer of mystery surrounding him. A mystery she could never unravel.
With the situation as it is, she couldn't ask too much and could only say, "Alright, I'll go and lure them. But let it be known in advance, I don't have your spacetime speed. If I encounter any danger later, you have to come and save me."
"You can rest assured, there's no benefit for me if you die, right?" Yang Chen said helplessly.
