Chu Xun and the other weasels pointed their weapons at the Lycan race.

The strongest wolf had a cold look in his eyes, and his whole body was full of killing intent, which was very terrifying.

"You deserve to die for humiliating my Lycan race," the strongest member of the Lycan race said in a cold voice.

The Eighth Presbyter of the Mustelid race took a step forward, and his bean-sized eyes were shining with a strange light.

"Lycan race, you ...