Su Hao took in every one of their reactions.
His connection with Di Han, the Golden Crow, was not something that could be explained in just a few words, nor was there any need to explain it.
Even though he had never refined the Golden Crow, never tamed her, and had never treated Di Han poorly.
Still, the title "master" was indisputably tinged with notions of rank and superiority.
If it were him, he would never call anyone master.
"Third Brother, this man actually dares enslave a Golden Crow. I say we strike at once—there's no need for restraint!"
Di Ping had the fiercest temper. A feather fan wreathed in flowing crimson flames had already appeared in her hand, her killing intent icy and sharp.
The others followed suit, all prepared to make their move directly.
Su Hao remained unmoved, merely watching them calmly.
"What are you all in such a hurry for?" Di Feng suddenly swept his hand. An invisible pressure rolled outward as he coldly glared at Di Ping and the others. "We came only to bring Di Han home. Everything else is secondary!"
"But—"
"No buts. Before we left, the elders instructed us not to stir up unnecessary trouble. What's more, this man is a Demon-Suppressing Divine General of the Heavenly Court.
"As long as he is willing to release Di Han, we can let bygones be bygones."
Di Feng said in a low voice.
Yet he did not have much confidence, especially after noticing the Six-Tusked White Elephant peeking around the doorway and eavesdropping!
Even a Buddhist Sacred Beast followed this man. His true foundation was far more than the divine general position visible on the surface.
Di Ping and the others were furious and resentful, but they could only withdraw, glaring hatefully at Su Hao.