Attack on the Gray-Silver Boss

Looking at Zhang Yang, Little Snow felt a chill run down her spine. “Yo, look at the way you smile! You’re such a pervert! Drizzler, take a look at the ‘bad uncle’!” Just a second ago, they were in a heated argument, but now they were the best of friends.

Drizzler hurried to Litte Snow and hid behind her, looking at Zhang Yang and said, “Cousin, here’s your glorious mission. Sacrifice your dignity and use your sex appeal to lure this uncle into our guild!”

Little Snow didn’t take that suggestion too kindly. “Stinking little brat! What do you take me for, someone you can just buy and sell?!”

“The two of you stay here. I’m going to try and take on this boss myself. Even if things get out of hand, don’t try to enter this fight!” Zhang Yang was not in the mood to pay attention to them. While applying a whetstone on his weapon, he fixated his eyes on the boss; a man dressed in white robe, kneeling in front of the altar and on his left side, there was a purple wand.