The blade at their throats was not a threat; it was simply because they didn't even have the power to choose death.
The gap between the two sides was truly vast, a difference as great as heaven and earth.
Their enemies could truly fly in the sky.
"W-why?"
Facing the black-robed figure floating in mid-air, the warrior wielding a large knife finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"Why attack us? Your existence, evidently..."
"Indeed, why is it you?"
The black-robed figure in the air, or rather, Huang Tian, sighed.
Why these monkeys? Huang Tian felt some discomfort. According to his standards, he should choose monkeys with higher quality—like those in the imperial city before, which were much more suitable than these horseback-riding monkeys who only knew how to wield knives.
However, these horseback monkeys weren't entirely without merit.
Though they were more barbaric, they understood how to maintain reverence toward the strong.
