Azure Dragon, Former Head of the Zodiac!

The Painter smiled faintly. "After all these years, you still love wearing suits. Is it to constantly remind yourself that you're human, not a beast? To make this respectable outfit the final thin layer of paper wrapping your savagery?"

The Warden ignored the Painter's mockery and said coldly, "What are you here for?"

"Oh, how distant." The smile at the Painter's lips deepened, but his gaze gradually sharpened.

"Is this how you treat your savior? Azure... Dragon!"

Boom—!

An unimaginably violent surge of Blood Qi shot into the sky, shattering even the clouds that had blocked out the sun. Golden light pierced down like swords, illuminating that cold, furious face.

Tens of thousands of Mutated Beasts roared in unison, nearly unable to restrain themselves from rushing forward and tearing the Painter to pieces. They had sensed their king's rage.

"I told you never to mention that name again." The Warden forced the words through his throat, his voice suppressing icy killing intent. His veined hand tugged at the tie around his neck.

"I may have worn suits and gone a long time without fighting anyone, but if you want to die, I don't mind sending you on your way."

The Painter smiled and waved a hand. "Don't be impulsive, Azure Dragon. I won't mention the name Azure Dragon again, all right? For the sake of the help I once gave you, forgive me one more time, Azure Dragon?"

Riiip!

The upper half of the Warden's suit suddenly split apart, exposing a body covered in vicious scars. His physique was so perfect it seemed like a statue carved by human hands, brimming with the most primal masculine violence and impulse.

He threw a punch. Violent Blood Qi condensed into a fist imprint and directly blew the Painter's body apart.

Yet strangely,