The dignified Grand Sect Leader of the Cangwu Sword Sect was not about to let a donkey's kick end his family line.
Xiao Ruofeng twisted in mid-air and landed gracefully to one side as the donkey's hooves struck nothing but air.
However, it was clear that Xiao Ruofeng had lost his chance to ride the donkey.
The Little Donkey glanced back at him and gave a derisive snort.
Chen Yan wiped the cold sweat from his brow, the perpetual look of deep misery on his face easing considerably.
It couldn't be helped. Between the man and the donkey, he couldn't win a fight against either of them.
At that moment, Fang Dabao arrived, carrying with him a ferocious aura.
Chen Yan turned to look and immediately gasped.
"How is it so big?"
Looking up, he saw that even on all fours, Fang Dabao was half a man taller than he was. He had to crane his neck just to see Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen, who was sitting on Fang Dabao's back, was trying hard to hold back his laughter.
