"That's right!"
Zhuo Hai shouted coldly.
"Are you treating the Dragon Sect as if it's yours?"
"Do you think you're the boss here in Jiangzhou?"
Chu Feng looked at the other coldly and said.
"Humph, I wouldn't dare say for other places."
"But here in Jiangzhou, I am the boss."
"Naturally, these Dragon Sect brothers all listen to me!"
The other person sneered coldly.
"Zhuo Hai, who gave you the right to say such things?"
"Since when did the Jiangzhou Dragon Sect Branch become yours?"
At this moment, a cold, ruthless voice suddenly exploded.
Twelve figures exuding a chilling aura walked in.
They were the Twelve Mad Generals!
"Elder?"
At this moment, Zhuo Hai turned to look at the Twelve Mad Generals, his expression changed, and he quickly knelt down and called.
"Twelve Mad Generals salute the Young Master!"
