"Oho, this human lass is quite a tender morsel. She'll be one hell of a satisfying, crispy crunch!"
Seeing Luo Ying leisurely approach, the King of the Poisonous Crocodile lecherously rubbed his crocodile claws. He eyed Luo Ying as if she were the ultimate delicacy, his mouth nearly drooling. He was completely unaware that his good days were over.
Luo Ying stopped, looking at the San Fei with a smirk. "My Young Master doesn't want to waste time. All three of you can come at me together."
Hearing this, the King of the Poisonous Crocodile chuckled. He glanced at his two underlings beside him, then gave Luo Ying a look heavy with meaning.
"All three of us at once. You think you can handle that?"
Luo Ying nodded gently. "I can handle it."
"Heh, the lass has guts. In that case, have a taste of this king's Death Roll!"
