As their clothes changed, Lin Chang'sheng and Zhao Shuang'Er attracted plenty of attention along the way.
"Move aside, get out of the way—"
As the two strolled through the streets admiring the scenery, a harsh shout rang out. Suddenly, a gigantic Iron Armor Beast appeared in everyone's view.
This Iron Armor Beast stood nearly thirty feet tall, massive, with a look reminiscent of a rhinoceros.
At that moment, the Iron Armor Beast rampaged through the street, smashing the ground beneath its feet as it charged.
Lin Chang'sheng saw two people standing atop the Iron Armor Beast's back, a man and a woman.
The man was in his early twenties, quite handsome.
The woman looked about eighteen or nineteen, also very pretty, but both carried an air of arrogance between their brows that made people uncomfortable.
The shout had come from the man, as if implying that if people didn't move, they fully deserved to be trampled to death by his Iron Armor Beast.
"Damn it!"
