C232 Counterattack

"Since he's out for my life, he can't expect any courtesy from me!"

Han Feng stroked Blackball's head, which was slightly swollen—likely a souvenir from a tussle with the grass mud horse.

"When he comes near, unleash your dragon's might on his flying spiritual pet at his feet, combined with my own pressure. The doubled effect will surely overwhelm the creature this time," Han Feng stated coolly