Fang Yu stood in the void, glaring angrily at the restless Sea Race around him, channeling his Power Level to intimidate the surrounding Sea Race.
Sensing the intense Energy Level fluctuations on Fang Yu, akin to a blazing sun, the faces of the Sea Race showed fear and dread, none dared to approach, only surrounded Fang Yu cautiously.
"Don't play dumb with me, I know you understand what I'm saying. If you want to live, order a ceasefire. We are the South Island Navy, allies with the Sea Race not enemies, why do you order an attack on us knowing this?"
Fang Yu held the Sea Race commander in his hand, speaking coldly.
However, this Sea Race person merely sneered and turned his head away: "Kill if you want, I, Wu Lu, will not even frown, otherwise I don't deserve to be a Sea Race warrior!"
Seeing this person repeatedly provoke, even a clay figure would have some anger.
