Chapter 323 - 224: Fire Dragon Protection
Even a clay Buddha has a third of ire; being attacked without fighting back simply wasn’t Mu Can’s nature.
Under the annoyingly incessant assault of the man in black, similar to that of a fly, Mu Can was in a terrible mood. He was itching to pin the man to the ground and relentlessly grind him into the dirt.
"You say you are Wang Fu, but do you even know who Wang Fu is? The younger brother of Wang Cai—do you know who Wang Cai is?" Mu Can dodged the incoming dagger and laughed loudly.
Indeed, seeing Mu Can’s laughter, the man in black ceased his attacks, gradually revealing his presence in front of Mu Can.
"I don’t care who I am, and I don’t care who Wang Cai is. I just want to tell you, your death is certain," the man in black stated coldly, gazing at Mu Can.
Those eyes, utterly devoid of any human emotion, were filled with madness and bloodlust, causing Mu Can’s heart to pound; they were more frantic than any eyes he had ever seen, even more so than the eyes of the Blood Beasts he had encountered in the Demon Clan camp.
But what was different was that though the man’s eyes were filled with a desire for killing, he still managed to keep his wits about him. This was a very strange thing. What kind of race would produce such a contradictory scenario—as if born solely for slaughter and yet knowing the meaning of their existence?
"If I’m destined to die, can I ask you some questions?" asked Mu Can, his face full of smiles, not at all angered, as he looked at the man in black.
This question made the man in black himself take a moment of pause, now considering Mu Can to be a fool.