"Barrello, daring to invade my Mountain Villa, today I will have you torn apart by horses!"
This cold voice wasn't loud, but it clearly echoed in the ears of everyone within the villa, causing everyone's body to shake and their expressions to turn grim.
With Qin Yang's gaze full of killing intent locked on him, Barrello's massive golden wolf form also shuddered, his pale golden eyes contracted, and then became even more ferocious.
However, that ferocity always seemed somewhat feigned.
"Heh heh, tearing this king apart by horses? Little wretch, I want you dead..."
Barrello stared at Qin Yang, and then, explosive power surged in his thick, muscular wolf arms, intending to draw the Golden Bow once again.
Seeing this, Qin Yang's expression remained calm and unruffled, but the killing intent in those pitch-black eyes did not diminish by even a fraction.
"I said I would have you torn apart by horses."
