C1280 You Just Don't Give Face

Zhao Yiming raised his head proudly and swept his eyes across the man. After that, he let out a snort from his nose.

Xiong Feiyang said unhappily, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yiming frowned slightly and said, "How dare a mere demon group bark at me here? Who do you think you are? How dare you ask for my pet?"

Xiong Feiyang was slightly startled