Owen Bertram pulled out the bone dagger and waved it repeatedly, but the whiskers were not only ultra-tough but also endless. Even if he cut off a strand, more would surge up from behind.
"Hahaha!" Old Camel laughed out loud. "Rooting Whiskers" divine skill was his go-to ability, which he had practiced more powerfully over the years. However, there hadn't been many worthy opponents for him to use it on.
Unexpectedly, he encountered such a tough fellow in this small mountain village today.
For the great chance in Burning Hillock, everything was worth it.
As he continued to pull on his beard, he said to his two allies, "Once I catch this fellow and interrogate him, I'll hand him over to you. By all means, take your revenge."
"Old Camel, so powerful!" The two cultivators swallowed their healing pills and flattered him without missing a beat.
