[The previous Zhao Meng was mute. This has been corrected. Sorry, sorry... I got confused.]
Before Ten Thousand Mile City, Jiang Lin descended with his sword in hand, icy sword qi swirling all around him.
Among the Demon Army, Kong stared at Jiang Lin, who stood alone on the battlefield, his eyes narrowing.
Since the Demon Race World had failed to obtain the list of those responsible for covering the retreat—and there was no need to obtain it anyway—the other side was nothing more than a final, dying struggle, no matter what they did.
So, to be honest, Kong had never expected Jiang Lin to come cover the retreat. Nor had he expected Ten Thousand Mile City to send Jiang Lin, who carried the fortune of the Vast and Righteous World, to do so.
But this was fine too. At least he no longer needed to go to the Vast and Righteous World to capture Jiang Lin.
At Kong's side, Shu Lu had also spotted Jiang Lin. Her eyes widened.
"Master, Jiang Lin..."
Shu Lu gently tugged at her master's sleeve. She desperately wanted to beg her master not to hurt Jiang Lin, but battlefields had their own rules.
Shu Lu knew that such a request of hers would violate the rules of the battlefield.
"Master knows." Kong smiled and patted Shu Lu's little hand. "Don't worry. I'll capture this brat alive and give him to you as your husband, Shu Lu."
"Master... I don't want to marry this Big Bad Egg..."
Shu Lu's cheeks flushed crimson, but she stole a glance at Jiang Lin standing in the center of the battlefield, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
Still, upon hearing her master say that he would spare that Big Bad Egg's life, Shu Lu relaxed.
Kong merely smiled. At the