The renowned Blackhead Duck, having excavated countless ancestral tombs, had made so many powerful enemies that even members of the Divine Clan, upon seeing it, would fly into a rage, wishing they could crush it with an Emperor Weapon.
It was notorious, to say the least.
Of course, Blackhead Duck itself was also audacious, fearing neither heaven nor earth. Even if someone from the Emperor Realm made a move, it wouldn't be the least bit flustered.
But over the long years, there were a few people who scared it out of its wits.
"Who is it? Can't you speak properly?" Wen Qingshan asked with disdain. "You're in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and yet a woman makes you this scared?"
"It's not... she's not a woman, she's a little girl, wait... there's no time, run!" Blackhead Duck's face turned pale.
The group was astonished. "A little girl?"
No way. A little girl could instill such fear in a being from the Quasi-Emperor Realm?
They looked at each other, finding the notion unbelievable.
