Zhao Fan inserted the Kongwu Knife into the ground, then crossed his legs, waiting for the Lion Clan leader to appear.

"Your Majesty..." Lang Qianqiu looked at the former's series of actions. He was stunned and at the same time, he was extremely excited. They, werewolves, had surrendered to the majesty of the lion man for endless years, been exploited and discriminated against, and now, the one he followed

The Human Realm Lord, however, did not take the Lion Tribe into consideration at all, and started fighting directly, crushing a bunch of Lion Lords guarding the gate, and even killed one of them and used it as a bench!

Feel proud!

Bei Tianao looked at Zhao Fan with great admiration and asked, "Uncle Zhao, is this lion head bench comfortable?"

"It's okay." Zhao Fan nodded.

"Can you try it for me later?" Bei Tian proudly said, "How about I spend 200,000 mixed gold coins to buy it."

This is the middle-level lion head of the Great Master, and it is the number one kill on the Hunyuan Earth Ranking. It’s worth it!

"One hundred thousand?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment and then said: "They are all from my own family. I will give you a half discount, just one hundred thousand."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!"

Bei Tian Ao was elated, but now he didn't dare to experience what it would be like to sit on it. Just kidding, this was asking a bunch of great lords to guard the gates of the Supreme Tribe. This move was tantamount to filling up the hatred.

Nan Min'er chuckled, "Mr. Bei, you beat me to it. I originally wanted to add a collection for my father."

"How about I kill another one?"

Zhao Fan said jokingly: "The same price as him, one hundred thousand mixed gold coins?"
Chapter completed!