Feng Mengrou said, "He's a genius! A true genius!"
For some reason, Feng Mengrou had this kind of confidence.
A sneer came from the mountaintop, followed by loud laughter!
Without any restraint!
Feng Xiongyi said coldly, "You just mentioned there's a demon in the Valley of the Dead that killed this octagonal demon ox, so it's Tier Three.
Steward Mengrou, although you're one of us, I cannot show favoritism...
Go there quickly again and bring back the flesh and blood of that Tier Three demon.
Remember, it's blood and flesh, neither can be missing!"
With that, he waved his long sleeves and turned to leave.
Feng Mengrou shouted, "You're breaking your promise!"
"Insolence!"
Before Feng Xiongyi could respond, the elder beside him from Feiguang Peak spoke up.
