"I didn't."
Qin bei shrugged his shoulders and pulled the Dragon Slayer saber out of the White dragon's head.
"Still not there? Do you think we're all blind?" The White Dragon patriarch was about to explode!
of course not. I promised you that I wouldn't kill the White Dragon, but what happened just now was purely an accident. I only promised you that I wouldn't kill it, but I didn't promise you that no accidents would happen. A faint smile hung on the corner of Qin bei's mouth.
"You! You! You!"
The White Dragon patriarch was so angry that he said "you" three times in a row!
An accident?
How could a top-tier expert like you have such a low-level accident like losing your weapon?
Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?
But now, the White Dragon was dead. It was unrealistic to make Duke Zhennan pay with his life!
