"Father, why is it doing this? The opponent is not its enemy. It's so infuriating…" Han Ling asked with a helpless tone.
Han Jue replied, "After all, it has never left my Dao Field. It discovered that it's not weak, so it's too excited. Try to understand. Anyway, it's just too talkative."
Too talkative?
Han Ling was stunned and carefully thought about it.
The Black Hell Chicken's performance did not attract the attention of the mighty figures in the hall. After all, there were a hundred battle spaces. The battle at the Freedom Sage level could not attract the attention of the mighty figures for the time being, but one person was very unhappy.
He was the elder of the Black Hell Chicken's opponent, but because it was a disciple of the Hidden Sect, he did not dare to say anything.