'If it really came to that,' he thought, 'forget the Divine Flame Fruit—I might not even be able to protect my own future.'
Chu Yunhai strode toward Fushan Square, his brow furrowed in thought. 'Yuwen Mingjue wants me to "teach" Yang Jing a lesson, but I have to figure out exactly how far to take it. I definitely can't injure him severely; that's a line I absolutely can't cross. But if I just defeat him without any real show of punishment, Yuwen Mingjue won't be pleased. I can't risk anything happening to that Divine Flame Fruit. I'm sure he wouldn't dare cross me, but what if he has a moment of madness? Teaching Yang Jing a lesson should be a simple affair; there's no need to invite further trouble.'
Frowning, Chu Yunhai's fingertips traced the Jade Pendant at his waist as he mulled over the right balance to strike.
'I have to show Yuwen Mingjue what I'm capable of, but without genuinely angering Peak Master Lingxi. It's a fine line to walk.'
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