Bai Lingxue and Bai Xinyan exchanged bewildered glances, their brows furrowing at Yu Fenghai's enraged outburst.
They couldn't help but wonder what Xiao Ming had done to provoke such a response.
How could an Origin Core warrior, no matter how extraordinary, have caused a Yin Lord to lose his composure so completely?
Yu Fenghai's fury was palpable as he snorted disdainfully and stormed off, followed shortly by Wei Haoyan.
But Yun Guxin remained, his expression grim, as he lingered behind, perhaps contemplating his next move.
"Yu Fenghai, where do you think you're going? No one will allow you to lay a hand on Little Ming now," Bai Lingxue sneered, his icy tone carrying as he summoned a massive Ice Bird beneath him, soaring in the direction Yu Fenghai had fled.