Hearing the tumult from the nine strikes of Heavenly Thunder, Ma Yunbin, still crawling on the ground, grew even more terrified. His crawling form froze. He whipped his head around and shouted himself hoarse, "Master Qin! Master Qin, what's happened to you? Why is it suddenly thundering!"
At that moment, all Ma Yunbin wanted was to go home. He was filled with regret, wishing he could slap himself right across the face. If he could choose again, he would rather die than have told Qin Fan about the Jiao Dragon. He had assumed they were just going to tag along behind those Fortune Tellers and Magicians to watch the show, never imagining they would end up fighting a Jiao Dragon! He had barely escaped with his life, and now Qin Fan was locked in a life-or-death struggle with the beast.
