High in the air, Principal Peter Walker heard the cheers of the students below, and he did indeed feel a little enjoyment.
But when he heard the shout from a male student: "Principal, I love you! I want to have your babies!"
Principal Peter Walker's mouth twitched, and he nearly lost his footing and fell off the Heavenly Roc Beast.
"Sigh, these young people today. What kind of wild and brazen words are these!"
"And looking for a little old man like me? Did you find the wrong person? That's not how you 'cross swords' either!"
With a sigh, Principal Peter Walker calmly regained the dignity expected of a Six-Tier Beastmaster.
"Scum of the Beast God Cult, why don't you dare to speak? Do you dare to fight?"
Facing the Old Principal's aggressive posturing toward the Beast God Cult, everyone on Wesley's side naturally felt great.
With two Six-Tier Beastmasters present, the army of thousands of ferocious beasts didn't look so scary anymore. Let's just do it!
