Mao Xize was stunned for quite a while, unable to react.
He even doubted if he had heard wrong.
In their understanding, the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion was absolutely a force that should not be offended.
Normally, they wouldn't dare to encounter those Ant Clan Beastmen.
For their weaker Cat Clan Tribe, it was an existence as intimidating as a giant mountain.
But suddenly, this terrifying giant mountain in his heart collapsed right before him.
Allowing him to look down upon it.
The feeling was too peculiar.
Qiu Zhezhi looked at Mao Xize with such anger that his eyes almost popped out, his gaze growing colder.
All ants, yet he dared to look at him condescendingly.
Qiu Zhezhi had always enjoyed the feeling of being above others, but being viewed this way made him furious with embarrassment.
"You humble ant..."
Qiu Zhezhi was still trying to curse.
Su Muyao, without nonsense, directly flicked an elixir into Qiu Zhezhi's mouth.
