The 11th Troop of the Emerald Mountain City, Vice-General Zhang Tao, responded not with anger, but with delight.
Dong Feng chuckled a few times, waving his hand and lobbing dozens of putrid substances. More than half of them splashed onto the Iron-Skin Rushing Wolf and the filthy liquid even passed onto Zhang Tao's battle armor.
"What audacity!"
He then took a mild sniff, the stench invading his very core.
Zhang Tao immediately erupted in fury, the Iron-Skin Rushing Wolf howling and lunged at the Behemoth Dog's throat, tearing and biting at one another.
"An Iron-Skin Rushing Wolf that has achieved Great Completion of the Jade Infant...Oh dear, Commander Cold, shall I take him down?"
Lin Pingfan, standing on Ye Hanjun's left, stayed put.
"No need. This wave of enemies isn't that strong. It's a good opportunity for the students to practice."
