Watching the young couple quarrel, Xu Fan gave up on asking where Wang Yulun had encountered the Fox Demon.
With a snap of his fingers, heaven and earth shifted, and they returned to the familiar small hilltop.
At that moment, Xu Fan's two beloved disciples were guarding Wang Yulun's son as he played with Little Flower.
Xu Fan held a white glass ball in his hand, within which was an ethereal projection of the Fox Demon.
"Here. Go claim your reward." Xu Fan tossed the glass ball to Wang Yulun.
"Listen to Xu Fan first. We'll discuss your matter when we get home." Murong Qian'er glared furiously at Wang Yulun as she spoke. Though she knew that even if her husband resisted with all his strength, this would still have been the outcome, she did not know why she was so upset.
"Xu Fan, if you don't want the limelight, give me all the rewards after I claim them." Wang Yulun looked at Xu Fan with some resentment. Why did the tacit understanding between men fall apart at the critical moment?
"That works." Xu Fan said with a smile, while inwardly feeling a little sympathy for his good brother. He had originally wanted to help him vent some anger, but never in his wildest dreams had he expected him to go to the place all men longed for.
"Alright, hurry and report the Demon Race intelligence. If you wait any longer, I'm afraid the Main Bodies of those two Fox Demons will find out." Xu Fan said.
"Alright. Qian'er, I'll explain it to you when we get home."
After saying that, Wang Yulun transformed into a streak of Flowing Light and flew toward the distant main peak.
Murong Qian'er also bid Xu Fan farewell and flew away with the child.