Standing next to Qin Tian was Angke.
The Golden Behemoth that had been bisected earlier was now back on its feet.
His body was completely intact, the six arms hanging by his sides, his demeanor showing no sign of weakness.
However, what made Agatha's pupils contract suddenly was—the current Angke standing beside Qin Tian, with his body slightly hunched and face not only free of hostility, but rather full of... respect.
It was a genuine respect, like that of a subordinate facing a superior.
What's going on?
Agatha's heart trembled violently, an inexplicable fear rising from the depths of her soul. She tried to summon Spiritual Energy, activate Phoenix Fire, tried to stand up and confront Qin Tian—
But just as she was about to make a move, a strong consciousness reverberated in her mind.
That consciousness was unquestionable, like a command from the depths of her soul, compelling her to stand up and slightly bow towards Qin Tian.
"Master."
