"Oh...." Yi Zhuojun shrugged, his expression still cold. He had come with the purpose of joining up, but he felt that letting in Tianming, whom he thought was a short burner, wasn't optimal. Tianming might even drag the rest of them down.

He turned to look at Dongshen Xiaoli, then back at Tianming, and said, "You said that the ebons would give us trouble, but don't you know that the Swordgod Lin Clan also has a grudge against the luxdaemons? Not to mention, your clan has been getting rather close with the ebons lately, so why should I believe you?"

Dongshen Xiaoli seemed rather anxious. "Handsome, get...