The scout had barely started speaking when Mage Erzhen cut him off. "What did you say? That punk Zhao Rong isn't dead?"
Wang Jingang stared at the scout in disbelief. "What are you talking about? Zhao Rong didn't die? Impossible!"
Huang Mao's eyes went wide with shock. He gaped at the scout and said, "The Gecko Man is a powerful magical beast. How on earth could a punk like Zhao Rong possibly survive?"
Dasha, who was foolish to begin with, looked even more so now. "Does that mean Zhao Rong killed the Magic Beast Gecko Man?"
Hearing this, Mage Erzhen, who was standing nearby, slapped Dasha across the face. "Damn it! A dog's mouth will never spit out ivory. I can believe Zhao Rong is still alive, but saying he killed the Magic Beast Gecko Man? That's absolutely impossible."
Wang Jingang chimed in, "If Zhao Rong managed to kill the Magic Beast Gecko Man, I, Wang Jingang, will not only write my name backward, but I'll also eat shit."
