"Haha. It's so cool. I've taken over the Evil Water Tribe's lair all at once, with that fish-man's pancake face. And the dragon guardian who turned around and ran away, it's so interesting." Ye Xiang sat in the room. His whole body was covered with the blood of the fish-men.
This was not because he was murderous, but because those fish-men were too easy to deal with. Without using any fighting skills, just like an ordinary person, he slashed left and right, and the fish-man fell into two halves and fell to the ground.
King Qin was sitting aside and laughing. "Those murlocs have really low IQs. They thought we were ordinary people when we first entered, and they actually pretended to be uncles to me."
King Qin sipped the water in his teacup, and he also smelled very strongly of blood. He hasn't killed anyone for a long time.