"Nangong Hongye?"
"Nangong Hongye, why are you with the Devil Race?"
Although many members of the Devil Race had appeared in an instant, Feng Xuanzhi's gaze immediately fixed on Nangong Hongye.
He stared at Nangong Hongye with wide eyes.
Feng Xuanzhi asked in disbelief.
Nangong Hongye looked at Feng Xuanzhi with scorn. "Has the Phoenix Clan's genius gone stupid? I'm standing with the Devil Race, so naturally I've betrayed the Demon Race and joined them."
"What? Did you leave your brain somewhere? You can't even figure that out?"
As soon as he said this, everyone on Nangong Hongye's opposing side—
Everyone looked at him with disdain.
But Nangong Hongye had already endured far too many looks like that. He could ignore them completely.
Although he'd had his suspicions, hearing Nangong Hongye say it still left Feng Xuanzhi displeased. He glared at Nangong Hongye and demanded, "What gives you the right?"
"Nangong Hongye, what right do you have to betray the Demon Race?"
"You're the young master of the Kirin Clan. Have you thought about how the other members of the Kirin Race feel about your betrayal?"
"Your cultivation was built on the resources sacrificed by the other members of the Demon Race to support you. Even the treasures in your hands, your cultivation, and your talent—all of it came from our Demon Race..."
Nangong Hongye hadn't come here today to listen to Feng Xuanzhi's lecture.
He interrupted with a cold snort. "Feng Xuanzhi, spare me the speech."
"I don't care how much the Demon Race did for me in the past. At least right now, you and I aren't on the same side."
"You won't help me kill Bi Fan, so of course I have to find a way to do it myself."
As Nangong Hongye explained himself,
the disdain