C527 Don't Think I'm Easy to Bully

Soong Yang let out a whistle and exclaimed, "Looks like Little Black is back, huh?"

Heihuang strutted over to Jiang Wenxin's side, head held high with pride, having largely dominated the recent skirmish.

Sima Feng struggled to rise from the ground, his face marred with scratches and his hair tangled with leaves and grass. His clothes were in tatters, making him resemble a beggar