Zi Zhen's demand for "five hundred thousand" made the deputy prison warden, Gu Huo, look utterly grim. Even his ghost mask could not hide it!
Five hundred thousand Inkstar Cloud Sacrifices was a considerable sum even for him.
The question was, why should he pay?
Zi Zhen was indeed the prison warden, and indeed his superior... but even with an ordinary superior, he, a dignified Principal Eighth Rank officer, had never heard of paying protection money like some thug.
What was more, in his eyes, Zi Zhen was prey, not a hunter.
How had this prey, upon entering the trap, started viciously kicking the hunter in the face?
That pig-headed ghost god had already been beaten to a pulp. The other prison wardens and jailers were now completely at a loss, all frightened stiff by Zi Zhen. Every one of them was looking at Gu Huo, waiting for him to stand up for them.
Even if he did not stand up for them, the main spearhead was now pointed at him. If he could avoid paying, naturally, the others would not need to pay either...
"Prison Warden!"
Gu Huo pondered for a brief moment, then suddenly laughed and said hoarsely, "You really know how to joke, Prison Warden! Of course, that brat Kuang Lie has something wrong with his head. The way he looked at you was far too disrespectful, so he deserved the beating, but..."
Just as Gu Huo spoke those final two words, a purple shadow abruptly appeared before him!
Yet this purple shadow was no longer petite, much less a youthful girl. She was a purple-blooded demon over three or four meters tall in the Guan Zizai Realm!
Three eyes and nine pupils formed Nine Palace Eyes, eight blade-like killing arms, a violently throbbing seven-orifice heart, savage