"Dragon King, do you have any last words?" Traus's garlic-shaped nose flared and contracted, his face full of sinister laughter.
"Hmph!"
Yang Tianhai snorted angrily, drew a heavy breath, then gritted his teeth. "I roamed the world all my life, yet I never expected to fall into the hands of you three treacherous scoundrels. There's nothing to say. Do it!"
"Tch!"
Yelianna curled her lips, and a flash of disdain crossed her beautiful face.
"Dragon King, don't you people of the Zhonghua Nation have a saying: the victor becomes king, the loser becomes bandit?"
"So long as the goal is achieved, does the process matter?"
"Now you are our defeated opponent, a prisoner beneath the steps. With just a little force from my hand, your head will be moving house."
"I can give you a chance to live. Become my slave and obey my every command!"
"Pah! You old witch, you actually want to make an idea of this old man? Dream on!"
"Hurry up and do it. Stop spouting bullshit. If I so much as furrow my brow, I'd disgrace the words 'Dragon King.'"
"Fine!"
"Hehehe, Dragon King, I admire you. Since you're this cocky, I'll grant your wish!"
He raised his massive fist and smashed it straight toward Yang Tianhai's head.
In the sky, Hua Xiaoyao and Hua Sijun stood quietly, witnessing everything.
The two were shrouded in a layer of mist and clouds, and outsiders could not detect their presence at all.
"Brother, I'll go first!"
The next instant, her body teleported directly in front of the Bear King, and she lightly reached out and grabbed.
Two utterly disproportionate hands met. The Bear King jolted violently, then stared in disbelief at the little girl who had suddenly appeared before him.
The key was that her tiny hand