The Crimson Flame Sand Dragon stared angrily at Ye Wuji, or more precisely, at the stone tablet in his storage pouch. A striking scar still lingered on its forehead where the tablet had once rested, showing that it clearly still harbored deep resentment over the loss of its treasure.
"It has locked onto me," Ye Wuji said in a deep voice. "You all go ahead; I'll draw it away."
"No way!" Shěn Qīngxuě objected resolutely. "We'll face it together!"
Chapter 108