Inside Yan Luo's villa, Wang Lingyu was waiting anxiously.
She was pacing back and forth in the living room, occasionally sitting down, but soon getting up again to relieve her inner anxiety with movement.
Wang Lingyu had been like this since a few hours ago.
Ever since she learned that Yan Luo had gone alone to Celestial City to challenge Roger Wilson, Wang Lingyu had been restless.
She knew who Roger Wilson was, a strong man who had become a Saint decades ago, far more powerful than Yan Luo, who had just reached Sequence One not long ago. He might even have surpassed that level.
In such a situation, wasn't Yan Luo going alone to challenge Roger Wilson just seeking death?
Especially after seeing the news from Celestial City a few minutes ago, knowing that Yan Luo and Roger's battle had already begun, Wang Lingyu felt even more stifled and couldn't sit still.
Beside her, Sasa wasn't as restless as Wang Lingyu; she kept an eye on the news from Celestial City.
