"Bastard!!!"
Long Daoyi, who had remained silent, suddenly roared.
His voice, like muffled thunder, exploded in Yang Luo's mind!
Rumble rumble rumble!
Yang Luo felt his Divine Sense Space suddenly tremble violently, even feeling a mental sting, his face turning pale, and cold sweat breaking out on his forehead!
Long Daoyi angrily said, "Back then, under Brother Yang's leadership, how glorious was our Dragon Clan, yet now we've fallen to such a state!
If I had known, we shouldn't have saved those bastards back then!"
"Uh..."
Yang Luo felt like his head was about to explode and couldn't help but groan.
He could sense the endless fury in Long Daoyi's heart.
Long Xinghe hastily said, "Second brother, quickly restrain your aura and pressure, or you'll pain this kid to death."
Long Daoyi took a deep breath and restrained his aura and pressure.
Only then did Yang Luo feel a bit better.
