"Indeed, apart from our Seventh Prince, there are only a handful of formidable people in the Divine Wind Camp. It seems that the flowers that grow in a greenhouse are truly no good after all."
Ya Tu glanced at the disciples of the Divine Wind Camp and spoke nonchalantly.
"Lord Hulan Bo, you should really advise these little flowers well. Make sure they don't enter only to find they can't get out, haha!"
With that, Ya Tu left the scene, laughing heartily.
A group of disciples from the Green Wolf Camp also gave a thumbs-up towards the Divine Wind Camp.
"The Divine Wind Camp should just play house with those from the Three Sects; don't ever encounter us."
"Haha, don't get so scared that you wet your pants and beg for mercy when the time comes."
The disciples of the Green Wolf Camp sneered like a pack of wolves, each one of them emanating a trace of evil Qi, their strength quite formidable. Upon closer inspection, each of them was a Great Martial Master.
