Five minutes later, Nixon returned to the Demon Forest with a sour expression.
Of course, given Nixon's appearance, ordinary people could not tell whether his expression looked unpleasant.
Moreover, judging from his footsteps and the scorching breath escaping from his nostrils, the outcome of the negotiations seemed to have left him deeply dissatisfied.
Yet, dissatisfied as he was, he had clearly agreed to Xiao Tianyang's nearly harsh conditions.
The reason was simple.
Nixon had to bring back the body of the Senluo Giant Elephant King. That was also a death order from above.
Otherwise, he believed Gnar Fagern would tear him to pieces and throw him to the hellhounds.
That said, the fact that Nixon could agree to Xiao Tianyang's conditions also proved one thing.
The other party's demands could only be described as harsh, but they had not actually touched Nixon's true bottom line.
And Xiao Tianyang could never have grasped the other party's mindset so precisely on his own.
Not to mention that Yue Shen, who was resourceful, and the Grand Commander, who excelled at reading people, were there to help him.
Why would he give himself work that was both tedious and troublesome?
Did he really look that idle?
Nixon's return drew no reaction from anyone.
Or rather, everyone, including Ye Xishui, could see that he was in an extremely bad mood.
If he needed them, he would naturally call for them.
If he did not, why would they go out of their way to curry favor with him?
Besides, bypassing the Evil Spirit People to contact that evil god directly was no good thing.
At the very least, Ye Xishui was not mad enough to go that far yet.
Taking a step back, Ye Xishui agreed with something Nixon had said before.
That Douluo Continent was