Hearing Black Feather's words again, even Zhu Fei couldn't help but be slightly dumbfounded.
He really hadn't expected that the flying 'bird' monster in front of him would turn out to be such a top-grade, shameless creature.
All that talk about unyielding integrity, about dignity not allowing others to insult him, was pure nonsense and hot air.
But then again, the more afraid of death you are, the less scruples you have, the easier it becomes for me to subdue you.
Thinking this, Zhu Fei already scoffed, "Cut the crap. If you know what's good for you, behave and stay aside. Don't try any tricks, or else be careful I might skin you and roast you over a fire."
As he spoke, the five Sword Qi mountains summoned by Zhu Fei still spun and trembled above Black Feather's head, causing its body to shudder once more, as it hastily tried to flatter with a laugh:
