The Crimson Gold Purple-Whiskered Lobster impatiently waved its two enormous pincers. "Let's say you won. What do you want?"
He was eager to find out what Xu Yi was really after, hidden beneath all his roundabout talk, but he wasn't going to get bogged down in this matter.
Xu Yi said, "Since I've won, I trust the great Demon Race, with its character and dignity, will honor its word."
The Crimson Gold Purple-Whiskered Lobster suddenly remembered that before the man and demon had fought, this despicable human really had mentioned a wager. What would happen if he won, and what if he lost?
At the time, he'd dismissed it as nonsense. He'd only wanted to goad Xu Yi into attacking so he could capture the despicable human. Then every mystery would be laid bare.
He hadn't expected things to end like this.
Looking back, it seemed this despicable human had been confident of victory all along, using words to trick him. But the great Demon Race never broke a promise. He would never go back on his word in front of a despicable human.
"What is it you want to ask? If I know, I'll tell you. Why beat around the bush?"
The Crimson Gold Purple-Whiskered Lobster shouted.
Xu Yi was delighted. He hadn't rushed to fight; instead, he'd first talked at length to lure the Crimson Gold Purple-Whiskered Lobster into his trap.
He'd dealt with the Demon Race plenty of times, and had more or less figured out their temperaments. Most were frank and forthright, generous and high-spirited. Though some could be crafty, they would never tarnish their own reputation. They cared deeply about the reputation of the Demon Race as a whole, and in front of humans, especially, they always had an unmistakable air of pride.
With this