Jiang Dao's Secret Plot

"Messenger, it was only a misunderstanding. Why take it so seriously?"

Suddenly, the gaunt youth spoke with an impassive expression. Invisible waves radiated from around him, surging like a raging tide and making it difficult to breathe.

"Bullshit!"

Old Bear immediately cursed without leaving any room for courtesy. "What misunderstanding? That bastard wanted to kill me! I, Old Bear, have carried passengers for countless years, and this is the first time anyone has dared to make a move aboard my warship. And you call it a misunderstanding? Do you take Old Bear for blind?"

"Ah!"

Splat!

The fiend in his grasp suddenly let out a shrill scream. Old Bear's claw tore his entire face into a mangled mess, and the terrifying bear paw continued crushing down, pulverizing the fiend's skull and neck as well.

The fiend's entire upper body collapsed on the spot. With a boom, it turned into a cloud of blood mist.

He was dead beyond all doubt.

"Pah!"

After crushing the other party to death, Old Bear spat fiercely, his face savage. He kicked the corpse straight into the endless starry sea, then turned his gaze back toward the group of fiends without the slightest courtesy.

"A bunch of poor bastards, and you think you're worthy of drinking Old Bear's wine? Go drink piss!"

He turned around, shook his paw, and did not spare the fiends another glance.

Jiang Dao could not help clicking his tongue inwardly.

Utterly domineering!

Only today did he finally understand Old Bear's true strength.

No wonder he had operated his ship for so many years without being killed.

The gaunt youth's gaze darkened as he coldly stared at Old Bear's retreating figure. Murderous intent surged continuously in his eyes, while the other fiends beside him were furious and alarmed, grinding their teeth.