The Dark Lord

The other party's expressions were extremely ugly. Their numbers were increasing, almost three times their number.

"Flower Thief, are you tired of living? How dare you touch our boss!" The other party shouted.

The Flower Thief had mixed feelings. He didn't want to move either. In fact, he wasn't the one who moved at all, but who asked him to be unlucky enough to encounter it? If he didn't fight back when Black Panther was being beaten, he would become Black Panther's target in the future!

"Cut the crap. I've long despised Black Panther's domineering ways! Since we've already made a move on your boss today, we'll follow the rules!"He felt bad in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face.