Chapitre 152: A Bunch Of Trash!

"Leave it to me, boss. I'll hand you this kid's bones on a silver platter later..." The lackey's Battle Beast was a rare purple rank beast. Although its level was not all that high, it was considered above average.

More and more people began to gather around the scene. They had been isolated from the surface for too long, and they had not heard of Locke. 

"This kid doesn't look like he's even 20 yet..."

"He's too young..."

"It looks like the era of peaceful coexistence in the underground world is about to disappear..."

"What the heck, did Dickens actually send a kid to his death..."

"Sigh, my shop is doomed..."

The onlookers seemed to think that the scar-faced man and his lackeys had the upper hand.

The bosses behind Dickens began to sweat profusely. After all, they were not Beastmasters, and as a result, they could not distinguish which side was stronger.