Milan wanted to say more, but Yang Fei gestured at her, indicating she didn't need to speak further.
Milan closed her mouth, and Nico puffed up angrily, standing beside Yang Fei, rolling her eyes at Jack.
"Selfish jerk, miser, what would you do if you encountered a Level Six or higher Dark Creature?"
Hans shrugged indifferently and said, "When the time comes, of course, Hans will step in."
"Back in the day, when I was a bounty hunter, I took down an Level Eight Ice Demon Bear..."
Every time Hans bragged, he could make everyone laugh and curse, but this time, no one spoke, and the atmosphere felt heavy.
Milan glanced at Hans and sighed, "Let's go, in combat formation."
"Jack leads the way, Yang Fei and I will bring up the rear, Ho Huaide and Hans on the flanks, Nico in the middle."
Jack drew out a curved blade, smiled proudly, and took the lead at the front of the team.
Yang Fei shook his head; this kind of arrogance was present in every strong person.
