"Hmph! You think you can hit me?! Your current Theríon won't be able to shoot so many shots. If I can dodge two or three shots, then that weapon is as good as trash." Huan Zhuang drew an array to increase his speed to another level and vanished. He created one afterimage after another. His figures were all over the place. No one in that area could track his whereabouts with naked eyes. Evil laughter resounded here and there.
"Since you are unable to use it probably, why don't you give it to me instead, young lad?" Huan Zhuang's eyes were filled with greed. After seeing the noble silver weapon, his objective changed.
He thought that, with this weapon, he could finally stand on equal ground with Sparrow Lord. Even if Feng Luotian or anyone in his party somehow escaped today, he would still be okay under the wrath of that man.
The guild leader already imagined the moment when he had the weapon in his hands, which gave him a goosebump.
