The Dark Red Divine Dragon frowned and said, "Kid, I'm afraid someone's about to steal your girl."
Lin Xuan's face also darkened. That guy actually dared to come here: "Courting death! I let him off last time—next time I see him, I definitely won't spare him."
On the side, Dugu Old Monster's eyeballs were about to pop out when he heard this.
"What, you won't spare the Ten Thousand Thunder Saint?"
"Heaven above, little ancestor, do you even know what you're saying?"
That's the Ten Thousand Thunder Saint!
Among the younger generation, he's one of the absolute Peak existences. Aside from the Saint Heirs of the other Holy Lands, there are hardly any young people who can match him.
Do you actually want to make a move against the Ten Thousand Thunder Saint? Dugu Old Monster simply couldn't believe it.
In truth, Dugu Old Monster didn't know; this was nothing.
