Wang's expression instantly worsened.

His snake tail coiled around Si Yan, making her feel intensely nauseous.

"Take it easy, grandson. Don't drive your beastly husband to his death." Gecko patted her face.

Si Yan: "..."

Wang's movement speed was no slower than Bai Feng's before. In an instant, Wang brought Si Yan close to Tyson, and a thunderous bolt of lightning struck Tyson.

Tyson raised his hands to block, but couldn't block and jumped away instantly.

His expression darkened further as he looked at Si Yan, who was entangled by Wang's tail.

"Don't drag her into our battle!"

Wang sneered, "Mind your own business?"

Dong Chi and Nan Mo watched the battle from beside the Snake Shadow.

The two kids understood perfectly why Uncle Tyson was angry.

So Dong Chi, that troublemaker, shouted loudly, "Go Tyson, Uncle Tyson!"

Si Yan was speechless. Her kids really seemed to thrive on chaos.

With a flick of his tail, Wang let Si Yan feel herself being put down. She looked up and saw that Wang and Tyson had already jumped to the outer edge of the tribe.

Dust billowed up in an instant.

The gecko stretched its head out to look, as excited as if it were watching a spectacle.

"Although your guardian beast has good talent, it is still no match for this snake beastman. The Imperial Purple Crystal Snake Beastman is quite powerful."

boom.

The dust settled.

A tall, slender figure stood there.

The silver wolf orc could no longer remain calm.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!!!"

The silver wolf orcs rushed over.

Tyson had a bruised face and a badly injured arm; he hugged his arm and took a few steps back.

Si Yan also ran over, wanting to run to Tyson to see his injury, but the cold-blooded snake-man grabbed her by the collar of his animal skin coat.

He was lifted up completely.