Chương 1777: Replace

When hungry, the smell of fried chicken was the utmost temptation.

Even Anderson, who had a title for himself in the past, fell into a daze for a moment.

Though at the next moment, the Hunting Knife came back to his senses. He gripped his dagger tight and was ready to take down this approaching figure.

As for killing the figure directly?

He didn't sense any malicious intents from the figure, therefore he had no intention of killing.

However, Horlaika was quicker.

"Snake Sect."

Right before Anderson striked, Horlaika spoke softly to him and at the same time displayed a hand gesture only few Demon Hunters understood.

"Snake Sect?" Anderson was shocked.

Horlaika didn't care about the surprise, he quickly pulled out the fried chicken that he bought from the market.