The Most Powerful Bodyguard

"You still haven't told me, why are you here? Do you know that guy Igukas or what?"

Fenrir looked at Yang Yan and asked with confusion.

Ever since they parted ways at the Nasca battlefield, the two hadn't seen each other again.

"Where's your brother? Where did he go?"

Yang Yan didn't answer Fenrir's question but instead asked where Jormangand went.

"He went to the front lines," Fenrir replied, "Those old guys need him to stabilize the newly opened battlefield."

"Tch! A bunch of old immortals, they never act without seeing the rabbit first! No matter the job, they always require some benefit before doing it."

"And they even like dragging others down. It was like this when building the academy, and still like this when setting up the Terrarium."

Yang Yan said indignantly.

"Haha! I've long been displeased with those old guys. How about it, should the two of us team up to take them down?"

Fenrir rubbed his hands eagerly, as if ready to spring into action at Yang Yan's slight nod.

He acted as if the matter was a foregone conclusion.

"Hell! Am I crazy? They haven't provoked me; can I just take them down because they annoy me?"

"What do you take me for? Even if I wanted to take them down, it would have to be after they provoke me!"

Yang Yan said nonchalantly.

"True, you can't just take them down because they annoy you. Besides, we still need those old guys to exert their strength."

Fenrir also agreed wholeheartedly.

"You still haven't told me, why are you here? That guy Igukas has the nerve to invite you?"

Fenrir looked at Yang Yan with puzzlement, clearly curious about his sudden appearance here.

"Haha! Here to give him trouble. That guy's getting married and didn't invite me? That's not being a friend at all."

"If I hadn't accidentally found out, I wouldn't even know the guy's getting married!"

"Considering it was me who sent him to the Other Shore of Reincarnation. Not inviting me to his wedding, that guy has no sense of loyalty."

Yang Yan shouted discontentedly.

Since Fenrir knew Yang Yan's identity, he said nothing more.

Ymir, on the other hand, looked at Yang Yan in shock, instinctively gaping.

Who on earth is this guy!

"Alright, alright! Let's not talk about unpleasant matters. By the way, why hasn't the party commenced yet?"

"All these Enchanting Demons and Demons are here, while the host remains absent. What's the guy up to?"

Yang Yan wondered aloud.

"That guy's probably very excited now! After all, he's been waiting in the cracks of time for so long and finally found his wife's reincarnation."

"And after such a long pursuit, now he's finally getting married, the guy's likely hiding somewhere laughing!"

Fenrir managed a rare smile on his usually cool face.

"True!"

Yang Yan nodded in agreement, turning to Ymir teasingly and said:

"But honestly, Ymir, can't you learn a thing or two from Igukas?"

"Look at him, how devoted! And then look at you, my woman wasn't wrong! You look at everyone as if you're a dog in heat!"

Ymir, who was pretending to drink calmly while pondering Yang Yan's true identity, spat out his drink.

"Damn it! Just now you apologized, didn't you? Why bring it up again now?"

Ymir glared at Yang Yan with dissatisfaction, coldly questioning him.

"I knew you wouldn't like hearing it. But I'm just speaking the genuine truth!"

"That guy Igukas only has one woman in his life! Now look at you, you probably have enough women to form a battalion, huh?"

Yang Yan continued to sarcastically poke fun without minding Ymir's gaze.

"Exactly!"

Before Ymir could say more, Fenrir joined in:

"Look at Igukas, then look at you. Pathetic! When I was coming over just now, you fancied those Enchanting Demons too?"

"Yikes! No wonder this lady called you a dog in heat, you really do resemble one, an uncanny resemblance."

Ymir glanced at Fenrir and then at Yang Yan, sighed helplessly, and said softly:

"That guy only has one woman for a reason. He met his woman when he was still an egg."

"And me, I haven't met such a woman. Even if I meet one, I might not manage to be devoted. After all, it's an ancestral trait!"

"Right! It's like that saying, habits change hard! I indeed find this troublesome!"

Not far away, that pimpled man suddenly spoke again in a sinister tone:

"Aren't Dragons supposed to be proud? How come you're not raging when called a dog in heat? Are Dragons just masochists?"

Fenrir raised an eyebrow, glanced at the guy displeasedly, and coldly said:

"Where did this toad come from? What's it to you, us talking here? Want me to skin your ugly hide?"

"You're courting death!"

The toad exploded at Fenrir's words.

He stood up from the sofa, releasing an aura that surged towards Fenrir.

However, Fenrir was unfazed, sitting motionlessly on the sofa like an immovable rock.

Splat!

He raised his right hand, tossing a cup over.

The man, referred to as a toad, clearly underestimated Fenrir's strength and was unexpectedly hit directly.

"A mere toad dares to whine in front of me! If not for this being Igukas's wedding, I'd kill you right here."

Before the opponent could respond, Fenrir said with eyes glowing greenly.

Simultaneously, he released his terrifying momentum, condensing it into a beam, sweeping it towards the opponent like a solid entity.

The opposing auras clashed, revealing the disparity.

Fenrir easily overpowered him, leaving him utterly defenseless.

Fenrir, this guy, never plays by the rules.

Moreover, he fears no one.

Therefore, even when he restrains himself, others find it hard to cope with his intimidation.

"Alright, you two stop messing around. Today is Igukas's wedding, give the guy some face. Or it'll be awkward meeting next time."

Yang Yan unleashed his momentum, directly suppressing Fenrir, speaking in a low voice.