The three martial warriors realized Wang Teng's bad sense of humor.
Guess what?
Can you treat this serious question with more respect?
Although they were speechless, the worry in their hearts had disappeared.
Screech!
Screech!
Screech!
…
At this moment, shrill screeches came from afar. More than 20 shadows were closing in on them at an amazing speed. A huge storm could already be felt from here.
"They're back!"
The three martial warriors turned serious, clutching their weapons tightly.
They didn't seem affected after getting defeated badly by the Black Wind Vulture King, but deep inside, they were exasperated. They wanted to regain some respect.
Wang Teng squinted at the sky.
The Black Wind Vultures returned to their nest with the game they had hunted. Some of them were injured though. It looked like their hunt wasn't smooth either.
