"If the Goose Immortal is naturally gifted, he must first suffer hardships, work hard, starve his body... only then can he establish unparalleled prestige!"
"Hey! Stinky brat, I didn't even finish speaking, and you've already thrown me into the Contract Space. What happened to the spirit of cooperation? Bad review! Definitely a bad review!"
With a flash of the marks, the Goose Immortal flapped its wings, appearing in mid-air.
No matter how strong one is, it can never resist the constraints of the rules of the contract.
Can't I swear a few times in these few hours of scratching my head and beards?
"Hmm?"
Before the Goose Immortal could turn around and spew saliva at the Human Master, fully embodying the role of a spouting critic.
A vine flung over, carrying a giant ax that was three meters long. The sharp sonic boom was enough to cause deafness in any third-ranking master.
"What the hell..."
The Goose Immortal's forehead bulged instinctively, shrinking its neck.
