C117 Furious Lion Tribe!

Sssss...

Upon hearing Yi Yun's words, Chu Lin sharply inhaled, the chill evident in his breath. "Please, have mercy on me, Miss. If it comes down to a real fight, I can barely look after myself, let alone babysit a weakling with just one gene chain. Am I looking for an early grave?"

"What?!" Yi Yun's nose crinkled in annoyance. "Are you saying I'm not good enough?"

Chu Lin rolled his eyes