One Have To Beat Up A Little Devil

"Brother Bull… Brother Bull!"

Seeing that Wang Yu wanted to risk his life against the BOSS, Prairie Fire hurriedly pleaded, "Do me a favour and don't hold it against this young and stupid dragon."

Who was he kidding? Currently, this Golden Young Dragon merely froze everyone to their spot and had no intention to kill yet. Given the greedy and lecherous nature of the Dragon Race, Prairie Fire might be able to find a way out with that many ladies in his squad.

And what was Wang Yu doing? Threatening to beat up and kill the moment he faced the BOSS. Was he trying to drag everyone into the mud?

"Haha!"

Golden Young Dragon couldn't help but chuckle when he saw how Wang Yu acted, "Ignorant human! You have no inkling of what true strength is and do you even know who you're facing?"

"Less empty words! Just let your fists do the talking!"