Bang!
With a casual flick, Ye Chen hurled the Black-Wind Tyrant Hound outside the village. By the time it scampered back in with its tail between its legs, it no longer dared to act recklessly before Ye Chen. Though it was a ferocious beast and not particularly intelligent, it could still sense the gap between them. When Ye Chen had gripped its muzzle, that terrifying strength had been like a vast ocean—any random burst of it could probably have crushed it to death.
Ye Chen swept his gaze over the crowd before finally settling it on Feng Dachuan. He said, word by word, "With my strength, sweeping through Great Wind Village would be no trouble at all. You are no match for me."
"You!"
Feng Dachuan's eyes widened.
"Enough, Dachuan. This matter truly was not Feng Na's fault, so why make things difficult for her? Feng Na, let this be a lesson. You should know Great Wind Village's rules." At that moment, Feng Lie walked over with the Starry Sky Bearhound.
The Starry Sky Bearhound licked the Black-Wind Tyrant Hound's fur, then cast Ye Chen a wary glance.
"Yes, Village Chief."
Feng Na lowered her head.
Feng Lie rubbed Feng Na's head, then said apologetically to Ye Chen, "Brother Ye Chen, Dachuan is not a bad person. He is simply a little too stubborn. I hope you will not take offense."
Although Ye Chen's words just now had been arrogant, Feng Lie was not angered. Instead, he was somewhat delighted. The Black-Wind Tyrant Hound might possess only the strength of an ordinary Supreme, but this was the Desolate God Continent. Under the suppression of the Desolate God Laws, the gap between Supremes had been narrowed greatly. Ye Chen's effortless subjugation of the Black-Wind Tyrant Hound showed that he was far