Su Qingfeng nodded.
"Dad, is there no other choice? Isn't there a fiercer beast, one with a bloodthirsty mouth?"
Su Yue was nearly going crazy.
"No.
"The larger the beast, the less space it has to survive on Earth.
"You can only summon small rabbits, small birds, little mice—you think Lie Dian Country wouldn't want to summon giant beasts after researching it for so many years?"
Su Qingfeng patted his son's shoulder, as a form of consolation.
"Then I'll choose the Misfortune Crow; at least crows don't look effeminate!"
Su Yue sighed.
Indeed, the Blood Boiling Race had tricked them; being clever all your life only to get duped at the end.
Whish!
Suddenly, Su Qingfeng disappeared.
Su Yue stood up, his face full of astonishment.
Such speed.
Whish!
Five minutes later, a shadow flickered.
Su Qingfeng returned.
Rumble!
At the same time, behind him, a jet-black crow about half a person's height was kicking on the ground, looking as if it wouldn't survive.
