Miscalculated!

"Dogsh*t trash! Let go of me! Otherwise, you'll die without even a burial ground!" The Fox Emperor, whose face was swollen entirely from the bashings, yelled out at Lin Fan's feet.

When the eight old fogeys struck out together earlier on, it was a total bullying. There was no way they could fight back at all.

But now that the Old Master of the Fox race was here, the Fox Emperor didn't feel fear any longer. In his opinion, the Old Master of the Fox race was the strongest existence there should be.

Even though the Fox Emperor did not know why the Old Master of the Fox race did not strike out, in his eyes, the Motherf*cking Human King was no more than a dead man walking.

From this day forth, he would definitely hunt this guy down relentlessly till he was dead.

"Why should I let them off?" Lin Fan chuckled gently. If they were indignant, f*ck it all then!