A mere mortal ant, in the presence of disciples from two major sects, was ranting about making them afraid of dog holes, ranting about their certain death!
What kind of madness was this?
People from Wind Demon Castle like Song Zidong, and those from Zhenxian Sect like Huang Hongfeng, as well as He Tianci and Wang Simeng and the other four, all widened their eyes, their gaze fixated on Lin Tian, faces full of astonishment.
The great hall, for a moment, fell into dead silence.
"Big Senior Brother, I think this guy has gone crazy!"
After a long while, the first to speak was Wang Simeng, who turned back to look at He Tianci, her face a mix of frenzy and helplessness, "If he had just crawled into the dog hole earlier, perhaps he might have had a chance to survive, but now he's beyond saving. Worse, he might even drag us into crawling in there too!"
"Just wait and see how things unfold!"
