Swordfish Yong glared at him as if he was humiliated. If he could, he wanted to tear the vampire Blood Son into pieces and skin him alive. Unfortunately, he was heavily injured and almost died. He couldn't do anything to him.
At this moment, he was exasperated.
"What do you think? Have you thought about it carefully?" Swordfish Peng didn't care. He looked at the Blood God Clone calmly and asked with a smile.
"What if I refuse?" The Blood God Clone asked.
"Why do you have to reject me? Did my Blood Swordfish race treat you badly?" Swordfish Peng asked.
The Blood God Clone: …
What do you mean by treat me badly!
Don't you know that you didn't treat me well?
Sending three Ultimate Stage Imperial-level Presences to kill me was a warm welcome.
He felt that this old man was even more shameless than him. The guy was lying through his teeth.
Swordfish Yong was elated when it saw his speechless expression.
Aren't you very arrogant?
Aren't you very powerful?
