"Despicable outsider!"
The two Gunpowder Workshop Hunters roared in unison.
"That's right, what about it!"
Liu Zheng roared back with an even louder voice.
With his inhuman lung capacity, not to mention these two fellows, even if all the hunters from the Gunpowder Workshop came at him, he could suppress them all with his resonant baritone so that they wouldn't dare make a sound.
"Uh."
Indeed, intimidated by Liu Zheng's aura, both hunters fell silent.
"Get it straight, it's you who are asking me, not the other way around. Being kind is fine, but if your kindness makes you lose your mind, then that's your fault."
"Or do you think I'm that fool?"
He said unsympathetically.
"We just don't dare to entrust our comrades' lives to a stranger, and it's hard to believe that a person with Beastification can still be saved."
The trumpet gun hunter retorted.
