"Damn, Despicable Donkey?"
Ling Feng's eyes nearly popped out; it was rare for this guy to actually act so righteously!
Seeing that Despicable Donkey was about to be chewed into mincemeat by that Void Lord Kezek, Ling Feng hurriedly shouted, "Lord, spare the donkey!"
Upon hearing this, Kezek's brows furrowed even more tightly. The "miniature" face on the tentacle showed a trace of displeasure, "Kid, don't you think you're asking for too much?"
However, despite his words, Kezek still gave Ling Feng some face, after all, Ling Feng was related to whether it could free itself from the Abyss in the future.
Despicable Donkey, on the other hand, felt like he had gallivanted around Ghost Gate and decided that he was doomed as a gust of fishy wind rushed in his face.
He had thought he might have a slight chance, just to see Ling Feng one last time.
But the monster's reaction was too keen.
