'Hmm, hmmm. This time around, I’ve killed hundreds of ferocious beasts in one breath and even killed a level 20 monster.'
Anderson was sitting on Governor Devitt's ice dragon which gradually landed at the maze's entrance. He kept thinking to himself, 'With this, compared to me, there shouldn't be anyone who performed even more outstandingly, right?'
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw Fang Xingjian was already standing at the entrance, carrying chunks of meat with black hair all over it on his back.
Many people were surrounding Fang Xingjian and talking to him. That feeling of being surrounded by people in admiration made Shadow Death God Anderson extremely jealous.
"What's this? Why are they all crowding around Fang Xingjian?" Anderson frowned. Suddenly, he took a closer look at that small mountain of meat Fang Xingjian was carrying, then he blinked and said, "That is..."
