On the giant Earth Rats, leading the group was a young man with a prideful expression on his face.
He wore an expensive robe displaying his noble birth, and on his waist was a Grade-3 greatsword, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Young Master Cheng," a young man with a flattering smile called from the side.
"Luo, what is it?" Cheng asked with a cold expression.
"Ah, Young Master, I have a suggestion," Luo said with a trembling voice.
"What is it?"
"Since we're going to kill these primitive ants, I think we should take our time before killing. Dying our hands would be a great privilege. What do you think, Young Master?"
With a deadpan expression, Cheng looked at him and said coldly.
"Are you stupid or what? Don't you see the chaos right in front of us, and you dare to have such useless thoughts right now."
"Get back in line and prepare for battle," he commanded.
