The death of the white ape was too unexpected, making Bu Fang's heart a little unhappy.
Bu Fang had painstakingly found a Beast Emperor that could lead him to the Spring of Life. But it was killed with an arrow by this group of people.
All his efforts had gone to waste.
Moreover, this group of people had only killed the white ape because they needed the warm dishes that he could cook for them…
As their mocking gazes locked onto Bu Fang, they seemed to feel the anger radiating off of him.
But this anger was laughable to them.
An ant could be angry?
The people of Nether Prison had a sense of superiority over those from Earth Prison. From how they saw it, Earth Prison was a second-rate place and lacked quite a bit compared to their Nether Prison.
"Hm? What is that in your hand?" the white-haired man that carried a pitch-black bow narrowed his eyes, locking onto the golden Bursting Pissing Meatball in Bu Fang's hand.
