No 1 Supreme Warrior

Next to Brother Moo, stood a male disciple from Cloud Sky Sect. His forehead tightened and seemed unhappy about Brother Moo’s suggestion of letting the ladies go.

“Spill it! What’re your terms?”

The patronum of the Supreme Clarity Sect asked the other party, biting her pinkish lips.

The man, who the others addressed as Brother Moo, snorted coldly before saying his terms, “It’s simple. Except for that fat b*tch, all of you ladies will take off your clothes and dance here in front of all of us! Then we will spare your lives, how about that?”

“Aha! Brother Moo, that’s an excellent idea! Hahaha! A good one! I, too want to witness what is hiding beneath these noble and pretentious ladies of the Supreme Clarity Sect. It would be fun to see them dance, haha!”

The male disciple from before laughed out loud upon hearing Brother Moo’s terms and conditions. Excitement and anticipation were burning in his eyes.

the Supreme

terms that her face immediately turned white. The requests from these donkeys were

I have always known that the disciples of Cloud Sky Sect are shameless and

martial resources that they had collected such as spirited stone or grass, then they would be spared. However, little they expect for the other party to ask

will be played with before

grin and a sinister yet confident look on

want to die! I

her hand and

the Cloud Sky Sect almost spewed mouthfuls of blood

off! You make me sick even when you’re with clothes on, not to

deadly glare and tightened the sword in his hand. With a sarcastic tone, he said, “Humph! These cheap sluts don’t know what’s good for them.