Chen Zhezhe's shoulder was definitely not as comfortable as a car's leather seat, and Yang Lin was getting too shaken up to bear it. "If all else fails, why don't we just stay and defeat him? You don't have to worry about me, I can stay a little further back."
"Worry my ass! He is in the Mahayana Stage, and I am in the Ruoxu Stage. A gap of a major realm between cultivators is like heaven and earth. There's no way we can fight this battle," Chen Zhezhe replied while running at full speed. "Damn it, he's too fast. At this rate, he's going to catch us in no time!"
"Isn't there any chance of winning?" Yang Lin didn't understand the cultivator realm divisions, so she asked Chen Zhezhe.
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