บท 4282: Pride

With her legs clamped around the Fire Qilin, Feng Jiu spoke in a deep voice, "Qilin, I am the Sovereign Ruler and your talents will not be buried if you follow my son! If you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for not being polite!"

Her voice turned cold as she released a powerful pressure and enveloped the entire Fire Qilin. She knew that it was hard to want an ancient divine beast like this to bow its head and submit, if the means were not strong enough, it wouldn't be subdued at all.

Hearing Feng Jiu's words, the Qilin gave a beat, but still said, "This King is an Ancient Qilin, how can he recognise a human brat as his master? No!"