"I… I don't know."
The guards were trembling with fear, and their eyes were all filled with terror.
Nan Fang ignored the guards and walked out with a cold face. When he reached the dungeon, he found that the cage used to imprison the black dragon was broken.
"Go after it!" Nan Fang's face darkened. "I have caught him before. I can catch him again, and no spirit beast can escape from my hands."
"Yes, Master." The guards responded respectfully.
***
Wu Shang City was dark.
Dark clouds were all over the sky.
Tian Ya was dressed in red, smirking at the crowd.
"You come to bully my granddaughter, have you asked my opinion? Even if Nan Fang, that dog comes, I will still kill him! Hahaha!"
The old man was arrogant as if these people in front of him were nothing.
A cold sweat broke out on Feng Lianqing's forehead. He could not resist these attackers, and his face grew solemn and dark.
