A Sword-River Of 1,000 Streams Crushes A Blade-Mountain

"Quick, retreat!" the fat man who followed the Five-Element Sovereign yelled at his Golden Dodder Clan comrade.

The Golden Dodder Race Elite was also at the Star-Grade, so he was slightly annoyed by the fat man's cautiousness. He was a beefy man with the guts of a small rodent!

They were still inside the spaceship, several hundred miles away from Luo Yunyang.

Luo Yunyang shouldn't be able to do anything to them, even if he was very strong!

"Do you think that I'm making a big fuss over nothing? I know what kind of sh*t you are up to! Damn you, you ungrateful b*stard! I wouldn't give a damn about you if we weren't in the same spaceship!"

The fat man, who got angry when he realized that his comrade was paying no attention to his instructions, slapped the Golden Dodder Clansman on the face.