The Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, pinned down by the Snow Emperor, opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.
This sudden turn of events was simply too abrupt. Clearly, his odds of winning should have been ninety-eight percent, yet he never expected Xiao Qiang to be completely different from what he had imagined. To this day, he still could not figure out where his calculations had gone wrong.
"Alright, since you have no objections, Snow Emperor, could you please freeze him and pack him up? I'll take him whenever I need him."
Chapter 51