"None of you who came here today will be leaving!" Shen Haoran declared, his gaze fixed on Lang Shuntian buried beneath the rubble. An icy killing intent erupted from him, sending a chill through the hearts of the Martial Artists from the Snow Wolf Race and the Vajra Wolf Race. They stood frozen on the spot, utterly lost on what to do.
"What are you panicking for? He's just a brat from the Human Race. What's there to be afraid of!" Seeing the dazed Martial Artists from the Snow Wolf Race and Vajra Ape Race, the elder from the Shadow Demon Wolf Clan snorted, snapping them out of the stupor caused by Shen Haoran's presence.
"Hmph. I didn't expect you to have a few tricks up your sleeve," the elder said to Shen Haoran, his face grim.
