In front of him was the leader of the Black Eagles, clad in black armor. The Black Eagle leader's gaze was incredibly sharp, constantly observing Bai Feng's expressions and movements to discern the truth of his words.
Unfortunately, until now, he hadn't noticed anything amiss with Bai Feng.
If there was anything out of the ordinary, it was his composure, as if he were ignoring the fact that this was the territory of the Golden Eagle King, his palace.
Just as the Black Eagle leader wanted to say something, Bai Feng's expression changed, seemingly discovering something unexpected, attracting the Black Eagle leader's attention.
Simultaneously, behind the Black Eagle leader, a yellow figure slowly rose.
As the Black Eagle leader sensed something was off, an iron-like hand grabbed its neck, and it instantly felt a chilling cold.
It felt that if it wasn't careful, its neck might be twisted off.
