"Not yet. Even if you enter the divine transformation stage, the gap between you and Zhuo Yifan is still huge. If you want to leave South Africa and return to China, you need to think long and hard, and you need a chance!" Long Xiaolin heard
Yan, immediately shook his head helplessly and reminded.
"Why? Is Zhuo Yifan really that scary?" Prince Long's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and asked with a look of reluctance.
"It's not that he is scary, but that you are still too weak. You must have enough strength to return to China!" Long Xiaolin explained seriously.
"Strength? Are you saying that I'm not strong enough? Even if I reach the stage of becoming a god, am I still not as good as him? Then what's the use of doing all this now? By the time I reach the stage of becoming a god, he might have already reached the late stage of becoming a god!
Doesn’t this mean that I will never want to return to China for the rest of my life?" Upon hearing this, Prince Long snorted coldly with a commanding look on his face.
"Is strength just about personal strength? You must know how to take advantage of the situation, and you must understand the situation clearly. The current situation is extremely unfavorable to us, we must not act rashly, and we must not have any more head-on conflicts with the Zhuo family!" Long Xiaolin heard
He suddenly frowned in dissatisfaction and warned solemnly.
"Can we only take a detour when we see the Zhuo family?" Prince Long snorted even more unwillingly when he heard this.
"Can't you just bear it for a while? Do you have to be so motivated?" Long Xiaolin's face suddenly darkened when he heard this.
"Endure? How long do you want me to endure? The Crown Prince of the Long family actually wants to see Zhuo Yifan take a detour and not even be able to go back to China!" Prince Long snorted with a gloomy look.
"Bastard!" Long Xiaolin was really angry now. With a wave of his hand, he immediately left a red slap mark on Prince Long's face.
"Dad, are you hitting me again?" Long Tianzi covered his red and swollen face and asked in shock and anger.
"I want to wake you up! If you are like this, why are you talking about returning to China? Do you still want to defeat Zhuo Yifan? I think you are talking nonsense. You know the gap between you and him, but you are arrogant. Do you really think you are now
This is the right thing to do
, is Zhuo Yifan's opponent? To tell you the truth, even if Zhuo Yifan is here now, I may not have the strength to kill him! Do you think you are more capable than you and me?" Long Xiaolin said with a look on his face
He shook his head helplessly and explained.
Upon hearing this, Prince Long's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. Long Xiaolin's words, every word, were like a knife, stabbing into his heart.
"I know you are angry, but you must know more clearly that temporary anger cannot achieve great things. You must turn the anger in your heart into the motivation for your progress. My father hopes that you can surpass Zhuo Yifan one day. Then you will naturally be able to do so.
Trample him under your feet. With your current condition, how can you fight with him?" Long Xiaolin warned him sincerely.
"Dad, I know I'm wrong!" Prince Long lowered his head and agreed with some dejection.
"Don't be too disappointed, haven't dad and Lao Qin been helping you? Don't worry, we will help you catch up with Zhuo Yifan's strength as much as possible in the shortest possible time!" Long Xiaolin naturally said
Sensing his son's mood, he patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.
"Don't worry, dad, I understand what to do! I had a bad attitude just now, please forgive me!" Prince Long raised his head and nodded sincerely.