"You... you're Blaze Regret!" the spirit hunter shouted in horror.
"Did your leader do this?" Blaze Regret's face turned slightly towards the direction of the dried blood sea, his voice cold.
"Our leader is a fifth level Imperial grade spirit master, don't think that..." The spirit hunter's words of intimidation were cut off midway, freezing in his mouth. An uncontrollable fear appeared on his face.
"Don't make me ask again." The sharp tip of an ice blade in Blaze Regret's hand was positioned in front of the spirit hunter's eyes, his calm voice slowly emanating.
"Yes..."
Receiving a definite answer, Blaze Regret turned around. The pale blue ice instantly froze the spirit hunter's face again.
"Though I expected the answer, how did the Rock horn Dragon Rhinoceros leader respond?"
