"That brat! After this Dragon Spirit Fruit mission is over, even if I have to search the entire continent, I will make that brat pay with his life!" Stark clenched his fists tightly. Up until now, he did not know when that brat had done something to them, but he had provoked a large group of Corpse Eating Demon Crows to follow behind them, chasing them until they fled like rats. Now, there were only ten or so people left in the team of more than fifty people. Stark could not even sleep.
"Hmph, as long as we guard this valley, he won't be able to escape from our hands," the elder in green said. He had lived for most of his life and had never suffered such a loss. That kid was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was actually so vicious. He said nice words and didn't hesitate to attack.
As he spoke, a black shadow flashed in front of him. The old man in green jumped up. "That kid is here!"
