Wang Wenmao's eyes brimmed with resentment.
He stared at Xiao Chen.
His eyes were shot through with blood.
At that moment.
Rage burned within him.
He wanted nothing more than to tear Xiao Chen into ten thousand pieces.
Seven Star Realm experts had joined the hunt.
He had thought killing Xiao Chen was a sure thing.
Who could have imagined.
Seven earthshaking Star Realm experts from his Feathered Warband had joined forces.
Yet they had failed to overcome a wild brat from a lowly kingdom like Xiao Chen!
Not only had they failed to beat him.
They had been chased around like sniveling grandchildren.
What was even harder to accept.
Was that even after fleeing for their lives.
They had still failed to escape Xiao Chen's demonic clutches.
He had slaughtered three Star Realm experts in rapid succession, as easily as chopping melons and slicing vegetables.
As their leader.
Wang Wenmao's heart bled.
Not because he cared so much about the bigger picture.
Or had the Feathered Kingdom's interests at heart.
But because, since he had taken command.
In just two short days.
Feathered had lost more than thirty Star Realm experts.
Behind every one of those experts stood an unfathomable, colossal clan.
Once he returned to Feathered.
Those imperial clans, ancient as primordial beasts.
Would surely come knocking to demand an accounting.
When that happened.
Even with a peerless imperial clan at his back, he would not be able to bear it.
At the very least, they would strip a layer of skin from him.
All of this.
Was thanks to Xiao Chen.
After returning to his clan.
He would certainly urge the Feathered Lord.
To invade Great Xia.
And slaughter everyone connected to Xiao Chen.
His parents.
His relatives and friends.
His women.
All would be made to