Mu Chen remained silent and quickly approached Lonely Wolf. With a swift punch, Lonely Wolf's face drastically changed. Mu Chen was too fast; Lonely Wolf couldn't block in time and was directly hit in the chest, coughing up a mouthful of blood and struggling on the ground.
"You're the same," Mu Chen said as he kicked the middle-aged man into the air. With Purple Rank Peak strength, he was equally no match for a hit.
"Sorry guys, your strength is too weak, it's really too easy for me to defeat you."
"Do whatever you want, kill or slash, but don't insult us," Lonely Wolf grimaced and said.
"It's not about not killing you, it's about not killing you specifically. If I kill you, the Dragons aren't weak, and with so few strong people around me, it would bring me endless trouble. I'm not that foolish.
"So what do you want?"
