"No reason. I just want to hit him for talking so much rubbish!"
"…"
Li Fei's mouth was hanging open. "No one could respond to such reason. I'm quite annoyed by that fellow too, but he is a rank-two martial artist. What are we supposed to do now that you've knocked him unconscious?
"Should we retreat for now? Take our time to decide what to do?"
Jiang He merely turned to look at the black cat ahead, which was the size of a calf.
Its fur was jet-black, and making it resemble a black panther instead because of its huge size.
It was still pacing around up front without making a sound.
"Rank one Feral… it feels very weak."
Since Jiang He was whispering, Li Fei was unable to hear him, and his accent slipped out in the suddenness of the situation, "What chu said?"
"Nothing. You know, I'm a beast tamer. A mere rank-one Feral wouldn't trouble me."
