As the Clan Leader of the tribe, Shi Xing chose to surrender, and all the other Kobolds laid down their weapons as well. After all, they had already witnessed the power of these human cultivators, not to mention the Horned Rhinoceros surrounding them could trample over at any moment.
Even the Porcupine Warriors, who were bulkier and had tougher skin than them, were crushed into a pulp, let alone them.
"This will be the most correct decision in your dog life."
Li Feng offered Shi Xing a faint smile, though to Shi Xing, this smile seemed a bit eerie.
"Yes, Master, I wonder if you have any orders for us."
Shi Xing resumed his previous submissive, deferential posture. Being under another's roof, even if the other party promised to spare them and not kill them, he considered such promises as rubbish.
As a dog, one must be pragmatic.
"Don't call me Master, call me Camp Master."
Li Feng said.
