C562 Golden Compass

Crack, crack!

The sound was sharp and unmistakable. With each slap, a collective wince rippled through the crowd. This was no ordinary beating; the victim was no mere stray.

In Meng Fann's grasp was a being of the Emperor Stage, Small Completion—a royal of the Ice Wolf Race, no less. His status was as resplendent as the stars, his power unchallenged across Bei Cang