"Has Jiang Chen gone mad?"
"Kill one person from the Celestial Alliance for a three-foot Dragon of Fortune?"
"There are at least a hundred experts from the Celestial Alliance here. If they were all killed, wouldn't he have to pay out a thirty-zhang Dragon of Fortune?"
"He's too impulsive! It's just one subordinate. If he's dead, he's dead. To actually use the Dragon of Fortune to avenge him is just too unwise!"
"Sigh, even I can't help but want to kill someone from the Celestial Alliance..." Xue Yinhao licked his lips.
On the Hundred Kings List.
Beast Nine's eyes glinted as he began to calculate. 'Kill one for three feet, kill three for one zhang. If I were to make a move and slaughter everyone from the Celestial Alliance, that would be a full thirty-zhang Dragon of Fortune. By then, my Dragon of Fortune would be number one. Hmm, a very profitable deal!'
At this thought.
A bloodthirsty greed filled Beast Nine's gaze.
Seated upon his Golden Throne.
