Crack!

A bloody whip mark appeared on Huang Shu's face.

An arrogant third-generation disciple of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect with a whip in his hand shouted disdainfully, "Elder Song is very busy now. How can he have time to care about you sinful savages? Get out of the way. If you enrage His Highness, the entire Yellow Dragon Tribe will be reduced to ashes."

Huang Shu looked angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Huang Long, ...