Elder Yuan Ye blocked his line of sight, and Li Yang understood his intention.
He didn't say anything, simply withdrawing his gaze.
He smiled and nodded. "Alright."
Without another thought, Li Yang turned and headed for the exit of the Thunder Spirit Race's territory.
...
WHIMPER...
Inside the Thunder Pool, a small lightning snake lingered amidst countless bolts of electricity. Its gaze seemed to follow Li Yang, its eyes filled with sorrow, sad that he wasn't taking it with him.
Ahem.
At that moment, by the edge of the Thunder Pool, Wuxu Emperor and several other powerful Emperors were trying to build a rapport with the little lightning snake.
"Hey, little guy, is there anything you need?"
"Hey, little guy, I have a lightning-element treasure right here. Want a bite?"
"Little one..."
The Emperors tried their best to curry favor, their faces plastered with smiles.
