able to reach his current level was already unprecedented, and wanting to go further was definitely not easy."Too bad, that old geezer of a shaman was fast today. If I'd managed to tear another sliver...Ye Bufan looked at Mo Kai with a slight smile: "You're a step too late, there's no chance to be my servant now."

The Iron Armor's skill in seeing the wind and adjusting its sails was truly impressive. With a thud, it knelt down to the ground: "This one, Iron Armor, greets his master!"

"Not bad!"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. This big black man looked foolish, but he was actually quite sensible.

This kind of person is most suitable to be a servant, convenient to use.

. only ugly, but also wicked. You've done so much evil over the years, you deserve to meet your maker."Ye Bufan flung the dagger in his hand. The cold light flashed, and Fang Furong's head flew high in...