"Young Clan Chief, you must not take this unlucky disaster crocodile out!"
The elder standing beside the Young Clan Chief was instantly scared out of his wits by the sudden action, and urgently grabbed his sleeve while repeatedly stopping him.
"Don't worry, this unlucky disaster crocodile has been mostly tamed by me over the years..."
The young man in the blood robe shook his head with a smile, his demeanor carefree.
"Young Clan Chief, even if this unlucky disaster crocodile is tamed by you, it absolutely cannot be taken out. If those above find out, it will be bad!"
The elder looked terrified and continued to persuade.
"What are you afraid of?
Am I the kind of person who doesn't know the depth?
