章 1180: A Dying Man Is Only As Good As His Word (2)

"Disappointed?" Jiang Hao asked with a smile.

"Since when do humans dare to meddle in the affairs of us Black Dragons? Aren't you afraid of attracting disaster to the city by interfering?" the Black Dragon asked arrogantly.

"Of course, I'm scared." Jiang Hao chuckled. "That's why I've brought my brother with me. I hope you can spare your anger for his sake."

The Black Dragon turned to look at the Holy Master and laughed.

"A human? What's he worth? He might have some extraordinary soul, but he's nothing more than delicious food. Does a human deserve any attention except as fodder for their ancestors?"

"Oh?" Jiang Hao looked at the person beside him in surprise. "Brother Li, doesn't he recognize you?"

"How can a trash like him recognize me?" The Holy Master sneered.