Submit To Me!

"You…"

In the midst of retracting his swords, Zhang Xuan happened to chance upon this sight, and he froze on the spot.

"I must say that I'm really thankful for your generous gift, but you need not put on an act anymore. I know your motive. You speak of helping me exact vengeance, but in the end, aren't you just trying to make me submit to you? I can tell you this loud and clear right now—dream on!"

Driving its Qilin Flames to break down the contents of the pill, the Inferno Qilin looked at Zhang Xuan and sneered coldly, "We, of the Qilin Tribe, and proud and noble beasts. How can we possibly submit to a mere human?"

Hidden under those impassioned and rousing words was the ugly intention of the human to enslave it.

Given how it refused to submit to even the head of the Zhang Clan, how could it possibly willingly submit to a mere Grand Dominion realm brat?

You must be kidding me!