Shen Ping's heart grew cold.
He knew that what Wu Youquan said was not necessarily all nonsense.
It's already been three days, and Yang Fei has not appeared, with a 90% chance, he is already buried beneath the ground.
Yet, Shen Ping still coldly stared at Wu Youquan.
"It's too early to say that. Master Yang's Divine Skills are beyond your imagination?"
"If he could return alive, the first thing he'll do is break your bones!"
Wu Youquan's heart chilled instantly.
Although he had already forged a Solar Deity, in front of Yang Fei, he couldn't even block a finger of his.
If Yang Fei were truly to return alive, having harmed this little girl, he feared he would die without a burial place.
Shen Ping looked at Wu Youquan, who seemed to waver, and took the opportunity to strengthen his argument.
"Master Yang asked me to take care of this Little Princess. If you harm her, once Master Yang returns, I wouldn't be able to answer for it."
