This Thing Called Luck
Editor: Henyee Translations
No kidding? Wasn't this large yellow striped cat the opponent Dao Wuji wanted?
How come it appeared behind his door.
Feng Chen circled around this large yellow striped cat and once again confirmed that it didn't have much attack power. It was simply a high-leveled mystic beast.
Even though this cowardly mystic beast could be considered a ferocious beast in the outside world, crushing this beast was as easy as blowing off dust for him.
Feng Chen walked up and lifted his arm.
That large cat knew its place and lay down along the wall, waving its paw at him in goodwill.
Meanwhile, it was even stranger on Mo Lian's end. He didn't discover any trace of a mystic beast even after making a circle around the room.
When he thought of what the Little Despot had said earlier, Crown Prince Mo's expression turned a bit peculiar.
It looked like he was the lucky dog who picked an empty door!