The human girl opened her eyes and looked at the little boy in front of her, who seemed to be only six or seven years old. Her frightened eyes blinked softly.
Xiao Mo held the other person's wrist and calmly looked at the demon boy.
If Xiao Mo remembered correctly, his young master was Chen Jue, the First Prince of the Heaven Demon Country.
"Xiao Mo! What do you mean by this?" The demon cultivator named Wang Zhong glared coldly at Xiao Mo.
"I don't know what you mean," Xiao Mo replied evenly. "Hanshan Academy forbids beating, injuring, or harming humans without cause, and killing them is forbidden for any reason. Are you planning to break the academy's rules?"
As he spoke, Xiao Mo's grip gradually tightened.
Wang Zhong cried out in pain and dropped the stone in his hand. It rolled across the ground.
Xiao Mo flung his arm away, and Wang Zhong stumbled back several steps.
"How do you know I hurt her without cause?" Wang Zhong snapped. "She doesn't watch where she's going and bumped into me. The pills I'd fetched for my young master fell to the ground. This lowly human wretch deserves to be beaten to death!"
"That's not true, young master," the girl hurriedly said. "I didn't bump into them. When I passed by just now, I deliberately kept my distance from these young masters, but they bumped into me."
"Bullshit! You filthy humans. Just looking at you dirties my eyes, and touching you makes me feel like my clothes are dirty. Why would I deliberately bump into you?" Wang Zhong pointed at the girl's nose and cursed.
"Tell me, who bumped into me? Say something fair for once," Wang Zhong asked the companions beside him.
"This human deserves to die."
"A human dares