Previously, Black Kong's corpse abuse had caused widespread dissatisfaction. Now, seeing him appear again, the audience erupted in boos, and some even started cursing directly. “Damn! Just seeing this black dog makes me mad, I really want to kill him!” “A worthless scumbag, ptooey!” “He got away with it before, but now he’s fighting the Witch Sect’s Saintess. Let’s see how he dies this time!” “...” Many were grumbling angrily as they watched Black Kong on the stage, clearly upset. However, Black Kong seemed completely unconcerned, staring straight at Abigail with a wicked grin, unable to hide the desire in his eyes. “Tsk tsk tsk... Beautiful lady, fighting is a man’s job. As a woman, your duty is to reproduce.” His gaze roamed up and down as his grin widened. “But your country’s warriors are all weaklings, completely unable to satisfy you. I’m different, though. I guarantee I can make you indulge to your heart’s content, hahaha...” By the end, he was laughing loudly. His words spar