Li Xiaoqiang led a hundred people, walking across the wilderness. Along the way, some hungry wolves spotted them and prepared to pounce for a meal, but they met the explosion of Li Xiaoqiang's demon formation instead. Each time Li Xiaoqiang saw the scattered flesh, he felt the brevity of life.
At this moment, Li Xiaoqiang stared at Zan Bu at the tail and shouted, "Hurry up!"
Because they had to report to the Demon General today, they needed to pick up the pace. Among this group, only Zan Bu was the slowest, trailing at the end. After all, the other ninety-seven were all in their prime.
Zan Bu was already drenched in sweat, running with all his might.
Yet Li Xiaoqiang showed no leniency towards Zan Bu, angrily shouting again, "You're so slow, are you even a man? If you want to be a man, then speed up! Think about when your father was torn apart by those hungry wolves, how you had no ability to save him back then! All you could do was watch him slowly die for you!"
