Hundreds of monkeys felt offended after hearing that. Suddenly, the forest was filled with strange voices made by these monkeys which could make people’s hair stand.
Qian Jin’s brows contracted, which produced a cold wave in the forest. The temperature decreased, and the monkey ceased their growling. Instead, they cuddled each other, and the anger in their eyes was replaced with fear.
The monkey king sitting in middle and enjoying the service of the other monkeys was pushed towards Qian Jin by a host of monkeys.
The monkeys had acute instincts. They instantly realized that the person in front of them was different from those who occasionally showed up here. They felt that this person was a humanoid demon beast, and anyone who dared irritate him would suffer greatly.
Qian Jin forced a smile as he looked at the monkey's hair in his hand. He thought, “If my master or uncle Blake knew that I bullied a monkey, would they mock me?”
