The leader of the Suzaku tribe bowed to the golden-winged roc.

No matter who this person is, after all, I have to thank them first if I save the Phoenix clan today.

"I don't know senior, and my Phoenix Clan..."

The leader of the Suzaku tribe wanted to speak but stopped, but his meaning was extremely clear.

"snort!"

The Golden-winged Great Prong looked back at the patriarch of the Suzaku clan and snorted coldly.

I looked at the many tribes present and spoke coldly.

"You, do you really don't know me?"

The Golden-winged Roc said, and his aura surged.

The breath no longer restrains its disguise and is directly displayed.
Chapter completed!