"Let's go, let's go."
"Yeah, just let him stay here and slowly feel moved."
Youya and Xiaoye looked over, then watched Meng Lai, who was still staring at the low-grade Source Crystal in his hand, deep in thought.
With that, the two demons turned around to leave.
"Stop!"
Meng Lai's gritted voice rang out behind them.
Youya was puzzled. "What? You're already trying to repay us?"
Xiaoye teased, "You'd better go change your clothes first. We can't stand looking at you dressed in rags like that. After robbing you today, the two of us won't be able to sleep tonight from guilt."
Youya and Xiaoye turned around and faced the gritting Meng Lai, taking turns speaking.
The veins on Meng Lai's forehead throbbed.
My clothes are rags?
This was clearly the honor he had earned after a great battle!
"Do you know who I am?" Meng Lai asked in a low voice.
"Caw-caw, who are you?" Youya asked, puzzled.
"Aren't you just a Great Source Master dressed in rags? Could it be that you're actually a disciple of some great power?" Xiaoye burst out laughing. "Hurry up and take that low-grade Source Crystal in your hand to buy some clothes!"
"Exactly! Otherwise, if we regret it, be careful we'll rob you until you don't even have a pair of underpants left!" Youya flapped his wings and laughed loudly as well.
Meng Lai chuckled. The aura of a third-grade Source Emperor Realm expert suddenly swept toward the two demons, Youya and Xiaoye, like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.
"Source... Source Emperor!"
"What... what's going on?!"
At that moment, the smiles of Youya and Xiaoye froze on their faces, and their voices trembled.
"You really did guess correctly." Meng Lai looked at Xiaoye and chuckled. "I am Meng Lai, a True Disciple