Seeing Meng Chao pop up, Ice Storm coldly asked, "Who exactly are you?"
Ten sharp leopard claws popped out of her paws, looking as if they were going to scratch his mandrake blossom.
Meng Chao blinked.
Finally couldn't hold it in anymore?
This was very normal.
Although his limbs were well developed, an advanced orc's mind was definitely not simple.
The training skills he had displayed over the past few days, as well as his astonishing ability to control the field, including the ability to retract the sound waves into a line and transmit them to the target's cochlea point-to-point, had far surpassed the standards of a mouse citizen, even an ordinary clan warrior should have the standard.
For ice storm to be able to endure until now, he could be considered very patient.
Meng Chao ignored the frost that appeared between his opponent's sharp claws. He grinned and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't ask this question."
