The little runt, as if provoked by a sneaky stab, wailed, "Damn it, daring to kick me, even from Iron Ten Thousand Island, I wouldn't be afraid even if Shao Hengjiang, the Island Master of Iron Ten Thousand Island, were here." At this time, they were preparing to join the Sacred Spirit Sect, with the support of the Sacred Spirit Sect, he wasn't afraid of anything from Iron Ten Thousand Island.
He looked about to erupt in anger.
Knowing that Black Demonic Spirit was tough to deal with, he decided to hurry away. If things went south, he really could get caught. He was still very clear-headed about that, not letting himself get caught, because if he did, he reckoned the outcome wouldn't be pleasant. He could imagine that Shao Hengjiang certainly wouldn't come to his rescue.
