Shaking his massive head, the Golden Lion King spoke in a cold voice, "I'm not quite clear. Have the beastfolk offended you? Otherwise, why do you keep targeting beastfolk?"
Facing the intimidating aura of the Golden Lion King, Alan shook his head and said, "I'm not targeting beastfolk; I'm just doing what I need to do. If I feel someone is blocking my way, or if they've done something I don't like, then it doesn't matter if they're beastfolk, human, elf, dwarf, or even a deity. I'll pin them to the ground and kick their butt hard!"
Hearing this, the Golden Lion King was taken aback.
He looked at the not-so-strong human in front of him, his eyes filled with confusion.
Did this ant realize what he was saying?
A deity?
He dared to kick a deity's butt?
"It seems you're just a madman!"
The Golden Lion King came to a conclusion.
