"Get over here, Yellow Fur of the Deity race!" Ouyang Feng was challenging the Deity race's young god Luo Yi. He was still in his toad form with gold streaks all over his body. He stood up straight and drew back the corners of his mouth as he stuck out his frog tripe.
Luo Yi's complexion was gloomy. He had a head of long, golden hair, which made him appear martial. But in the end, that big-mouthed frog had said that it was yellow fur!?
His gaze was cold, and his killing spirit filled the air. Additionally, his competent general, Yin Bo, had been captured, and two others had been killed. This put him in a bad mood.
However, with his self-reliant status, he didn't want to talk with the toad. He coldly swept his gaze away and ignored him, instead of looking toward the ten dilapidated ships.
He thought this was the biggest threat!
Ouyang Feng instantly felt out of sorts after being ignored and said, "Yellow Fur, did you not see this king educating you?"