"Hehe… To think that someone would send themselves right to us, eh?" The chiliarch looked at Lin Fan with an overwhelming might. His gaze was filled with disdain, as though Lin Fan was nothing but a puny lifeform in his eyes.
At the appearance of Lin Fan, hope began to bubble in the hearts of this Dragon race tribe.
"Sir! Please save us, please!" The beings from the Dragon race begged to Lin Fan. Even though they did not know who he was, anyone who appeared right now could only be hope for them.
"Save you guys? HAHA! This guy can't even save himself right now, and you guys are hoping for him to save you? Dream on!" The ancient race chiliarch laughed maniacally.
Lin Fan looked at these ancient race beings casually. He was no longer as excited as he would have been in the past.
After all, these guys were way too weak right now. They were comparable to chickens, and that was it.
