The antfiend king cursed inwardly, but outwardly remained unruffled.
Blackblood Antfiends possessed no small amount of intelligence. They were quite wise, and their thoughts were more meticulous than those of many Human Race members!
"Let's go!"
"Wait."
Having finished picking the flowers, Xiao Chen was about to leave when Meng Qiuhan walked over. "You can't go with it. The Demon Race is sinister and cunning. You killed so many of them—they hate you to the bone. How could they possibly sincerely tell you where the spirit treasures are hidden?"
"Senior Sister Meng, is there any chance they fear me and cling desperately to life?"
The moment those words fell, fury surged into the eyes of the nine hundred-odd Blackblood Antfiends hovering in the air. They glimmered faintly with demon light, packed together like scarlet raindrops, and boundless killing intent spilled from their bodies.
When hitting someone, do not strike their face; when cursing someone, do not expose their shortcomings.
For Xiao Chen to say such things right in front of them was truly going too far!
Sensing that the atmosphere was off, Xiao Chen turned to look at the antfiends. The hostility around the antfiends instantly vanished, and only then did Xiao Chen withdraw his gaze in satisfaction.
"You're new. You've only just joined the Treasure Devouring Hall, so there are many things you don't know. Cases of Treasure Devourers holding the advantage, only to be tricked by demons back to Demon Mountain and ultimately die miserably, are everywhere. You've already obtained the mission item, so why take another risk?" Meng Qiuhan advised.
Seeing his scheme exposed, the antfiend king's expression shifted slightly. This trap may be ruined this time. Thinking of how he had suffered losses at the hands of a Human Race youth like Xiao Chen and lost