“We should probably find shelter for the time being.” Fu Yao countered, “If there’s evil in this storm trying to stop us from advancing, then we must continue!” Before Xie Lian could say anything, San Lang burst out laughing. Fu Yao’s head shot up, and he coldly demanded, “What are you laughing at?” San Lang folded his arms and chuckled. “Does being contradictory give you the satisfaction of feeling unique and independent?”
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