C322 Assassination

The Primitive flying dragon spiraled and immediately descended, walking up to a few Divine Beasts and whispering in their ears. Listening to the voices of the Divine Beasts, the expressions on their faces changed again and again.

After the Primitive flying dragon had finished whispering, a few of them discussed softly. In the end, they seemed to have decided on something.

I'm sorry Mr. Fei Yu