"The insolence!"
From atop the walls of Feiyun Pass, Xu Tiecheng bellowed in rage.
Jashu had killed some Water Ghosts and had become so arrogantly insufferable, plainly showing complete disregard for the Central Plains people.
"Even the Golden Wolf Khan wouldn't dare to belittle us from Central Plains like this. Jashu is asking for death!" Xu Tiecheng slammed his handprint on the top of the city wall.
"In the end, he's still too young..." Qing Yu sighed and vanished from the spot.
At that moment, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the arrogantly confident Jashu, his figure shooting forward like a demonic wolf pouncing.
"Awuu—"
A wolf's howl pierced the night sky, and the shadow of a demonic wolf rushed down, blasting a pitch-black hole in the distance.
"Despicable spawn, hahaha..."
