The Fella Fresher Than Seafood

"F*ck! What kind of rotten idea is this?" The moment Wang Yu suggested that, everyone almost spat out blood.

Regis was a peak grade NPC. Snatching from his hands? How was this different from extracting your tooth in front of a tiger's den?

"Or you guys have an idea even better than mine?" Wang Yu asked.

"At least any idea will not be worse than yours! I doubt the few of us will even be able to deal with a single finger of Regis," Frost Blade said with fear.

As Regis's disciple, Reynolds was already able to cause such a huge commotion with a simple wave of his hand. This old fella was definitely not one to be trifled with. There are many ways to die so why must they choose to die by offending this frightening old man?

Wang Yu looked over at Regis before saying, "Have you guys not heard of taking advantage of a person's weak health to take his life? Have you forgotten about the crafty BOSS back in the faction dungeon?"