Hearing that, I instantly grew angry, with a stifling pressure building in my chest.
What I had just experienced in the Intent Realm had been an illusion.
I had never actually met Hass of the Tatar Black Shamans, nor had I ever had anything to do with him.
Yet that experience in the Intent Realm had left me deeply pissed off.
Even thinking about it now filled me with anger. The fury I had just suppressed surged back up.
Naturally, I would not blame Master Jade Soul.
I could only redirect that pent-up fury toward the Tatar Black Shamans.
Now I heard that the Tatar Black Shamans were acting without restraint, even crossing the border into Qingcheng in Inner Mongolia and killing members of our Central Plains Dragon Group. Those fucking bastards.
Before I could do anything, Master gave a cold snort.
"Motherfuckers. These Black Shamans are completely out of control. Since when could those dogs, those depraved shamans, lay their hands on Chinese territory?
"Master, do you have any intelligence?
"I'll go kill a couple of them and settle my mind."
Master spoke furiously.
Everyone else looked angry as well.
The Tatar Black Shamans were just like the evil sorcerers of the Southern Monkey's Great Vietnam Court and the onmyoji of Japan's Nine Chrysanthemum Sect. Day in and day out, they wanted to expand their influence into our territory and steal the spiritual energy of our dragon veins. None of them were any good...
"Ou Doudou, if I get the chance, I'd really like to take on those shaman dogs."
Zhang Yuchen spoke up as well.
At that moment, Master Jade Soul nodded.
"Fellow Daoist Song, everyone, we actually do have relevant intelligence right now."
"Oh? You really have intelligence on the Black Shamans' whereabouts?"
Master was surprised.
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