Lin Yi let out a long breath and wiped away the sweat on his forehead. If this had happened a little longer, he would've been crushed into a pile of meat paste by now. He really did save his life from the gates of hell.
"Brat, hurry up and thank the king. Otherwise, with your suspicious identity, you'll definitely die today!" The Vermilion Bird glared at Lin Yi coldly, barely able to hide the anger in her eyes.
The Vermillion Bird was furious not because of a nobody like Lin Yi, but because the king of the spirit beasts dared to go against it!
It should be known that this so-called new king of spirit beasts was a puppet that the Vermillion Bird had single-handedly discovered and raised. At any time and on any occasion, it had to fully follow the will of the Vermillion Bird. Its previous performance was still considered honest, but today, it suddenly interfered with its order. It could even be said that it had slapped its face in public. Was it trying to rebel?
