"Shut your damn mouth!" Xuanyuan Canghai cursed as he saw Yan Fang speaking with such righteous indignation, "The Young Master stands upright and acts straight; he's done nothing chaotic. I think it's you who's harboring sinister intentions! Fine, you want to boast, let's see if your skills match that big mouth of yours!"
With those words, the Black Panther beneath Xuanyuan Canghai roared and leaped into the air.
The Black Panther was a genuine sixth-grade demonic beast, similar to the Three-headed Red Wolf Ye Guichen encountered earlier.
Its roar alone made many people's eardrums ache with pain.
"What a mighty beast!"
Someone couldn't help but express admiration.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Panther charged towards Yan Fang, ready to strike him with a paw during its roar.
Yan Fang didn't even flinch, maintaining a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, "A little beast dares to show off in front of me? Ha, die!"
