Although thoughts surged like raging waves in his mind, rushing forth like wild horses with broken reins and pounding against his consciousness one after another, he forced a casual tone and said, "It's fine, Sister Luomei. Since we couldn't kill Tang San this time, we can just find another chance to kill him next time!" Lin Yu's voice sounded utterly relaxed, as if this failure was completely insignificant to him, merely a trivial and harmless interlude.
Yet his tightly clenched fists—with white knuckles and bulging veins—along with his slightly trembling body, ruthlessly betrayed the suppressed anger and unwillingness burning in his heart. A fierce and sinister glint flashed in his eyes, resembling two razor-sharp, chilling blades that seemed ready to shoot forth at any second and hack Tang San into a thousand pieces.
With a panicked look, Sister Luomei hurried to shout, "Alright, Xiaoyu. Kill the Man-Faced Demon Spider first, or this Spirit Ring will go to waste if it dies." Her voice was urgent, carrying a trace of thinly veiled anxiety, slightly trembling and laced with deep worry.
Chapter 71