Hey, Grandson!

This bull with his nonsense!

Hong Dali wanted to kick him—he and all his lackeys were here. How can he die in battle? Worst case scenario, he gets a few scratches. If he really dies, I don't need to live anymore…

Of course, Loca was only saying that for formality's sake. His new Master gave him all the equipment and precious elixirs. Even if he was crushed into a thousand pieces, he still could not repay the Master—even though those low-level equipment and elixirs were worth less than the space they took up to Hong Dali.

Loca led his slaves and rushed in front of the stone giant. He remembered Hong Dali's orders to attract the stone giant's rage and protect his own teammates. Hence, he instantly ran in front and stabbed the stone giant's thigh. At the same time, he yelled, "Hey, grandson!"

Hong Dali and the rest could not control themselves, as they all spat out a mouthful of saliva.