The Oriole Behind
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"You, you… You…"
At this moment, the other man finally came to his senses. He took a few steps back and stared at Black Rock.
"Cough, cough, cough… Actually, if the two of you attacked together just now, I might not even be a corpse now."
Black Rock smiled and wiped the blood from his mouth.
Clearly, his injuries were not light either.
The man's pupils constricted, but he soon sneered.
"You don't have to lure me into attacking. I won't fall for it."
As he spoke, he took another step back and said in a hoarse voice, "You killed more than twenty of our people in a row. We all know your ability."
The man retreated again, as if he was afraid that if he got close to Black Rock, he would also be killed.
"Actually, we don't want to fight to the death with you. We just want the box in your hand."
As he spoke, he looked outside the forest.