Recognize Me As Your Master

"Make them retreat! Otherwise, I'll strip your tendons and skin you!" Gu Qingluan glanced at the restless mystical beasts and issued a stern command.

The flying silver wolf exhaled forcefully through its nose to show its resilience.

Gu Qingluan narrowed her eyes. "Very well, it seems you prefer a feast of tendons and skin. I'll grant your wish!"

With that, a sharp sword appeared in her hand.

She slid the sword across the back of the flying silver wolf.

The tough and thick wolfhide instantly cracked open.

The flying silver wolf let out a miserable howl.

Since it was a saint beast, its fur and hide were as tough as iron.

Yet, it had been easily pierced by this woman.

At that moment, the flying silver wolf deeply felt the fear of impending death.

It didn't want to die!

It didn't want to be stripped to tendons and skin!

The flying silver wolf whimpered, pleading, "I was wrong! Spare me, please!"