บท 710: Handle Gently, Don’t Make It Mushy

"Where did that stupid rutting wolf come from? Want to disturb your Lord Dog's nap time?" The male voice drifted out from the restaurant, lingering in the sky and reaching everybody's ears.

It seemed everybody was dumbfounded when they heard the voice.

Some people took a breath of cold air, looking at the restaurant with eyes that seemed to imply that someone has a mental illness.

Golden Sabre, at this moment, had become a rampageous Gold Wolf. His imposing aura rolled with enormous pressure, expanding, which almost made the others slump as their feet felt like jelly.

Many of them had never seen an existence at such a level in their life.

The Divine Soul Realm expert with an eight-step soul ladder… How terrifying he was!

Although the eighth step wasn't real, it spoke of the fact that Golden Sabre had almost reached that level…

The experts at the Divine Soul Realm with a nine-step soul ladder were considered almighty…