Georgia thought to himself, nodding in satisfaction.
As expected from Master Georgia!
Then he looked at the village in front of him and couldn't help but frown.
"Berion, are you still not giving up?"
Georgia's voice reached into the village, carrying a taunt:
"This time, you don't have the luck to escape; the entire village is surrounded by me, you have nowhere to go!"
"Come out and die obediently, and I might spare the Pearl Clan."
"Otherwise, you'll end up dragging those fishmen down with you..."
Before Georgia finished speaking, a very burly figure suddenly appeared in front of the Pearl Clan's fishmen, looking at him calmly.
The fierce aura made Georgia hold back the remaining words in his mouth.
A fishman?
A strongman?
Georgia looked at the suddenly appearing fishman; he had never seen this fishman before, but for some reason, his always reckless heart started to panic.
What's going on?
