The Legendary Fishman Leader glanced around with peripheral vision, looking at the Fishmen people behind him who had deep affection, and his heart was full of unwillingness and pain.
"I could be a White Glove, but this being in front of me, It is still too weak!"
Even if the pressure could instantly crush him into a pile of minced meat and wipe out his pirate group in a blink of an eye.
But the Legendary Fishman Leader couldn't detect the "Transcendent Tier" breath from the existence in front of him...
In his perception, the existence in front of him is indeed very strong, but at most it is just an Epic or a Demigod.
Such level is not rare in the Endless Void, and many even serve as doorkeepers for powerful forces.
He didn't think an Eighth Rank or Ninth Rank would be willing to pay a huge price for a White Glove ——
The weaker the master, the easier it is for the hound to die.
Even the little things born to the prostitutes on Void Pirate Island could sing this truth fluently!
