The Ancient Races Are Too Narrow-Minded (2)

Feng Wu's heart turned cold. "Lord, you must be joking. Our griffin race travels the world based on our reputation. Even without a contract, I definitely wouldn't do such a thing.

"I will definitely not let you down, Lord. I will definitely sell this treasure to the golden-winged roc race. Lord, just wait for my good news!"

He opened his mouth to swallow the thing in his arms. Then he bowed to Zhou Shu again, spread out the wings on his back, and soared into the sky with a woosh. With a few flaps of his wings, he had already disappeared from Zhou Shu's vision.

There are really many winged races among these ancient races. They're all like birdmen, Zhou Shu thought.

Since coming to ancient times, he had only seen a few races. Apart from the giant spirit race and the fire race, most of the other races had wings on their backs. This was very different from later generations.

Boom!