"Hahaha!"
Su Baye threw back his head and laughed.
Then something occurred to him, and he beckoned behind him.
"My good grandson, did you get all that on video?"
On the flying ship behind him,
Su Ye was stunned, but his hands remained rock steady as he kept filming with his phone.
Hearing Su Baye's question, he kept recording and flashed an "OK" sign.
Beside him, Xia Zhiqiu jumped up and waved her own phone high.
"Grandfather Su, A'Su's filming you, and I'm taking photos! You look so cool!"
Su Baye was even happier.
His grandson's friend knew what was what!
He adjusted his stance and struck what he thought was a dashing pose.
"Listen up, you Demon Race brats! I'm Su Baye! The Undead Demon God is dead, and this mine belongs to the Human Race now! Got a problem with that? Come fight me!!"
With that, he pointed his blade at the three Peak Demon Kings:
"You three coming at me together, or one at a time?"
Confidence to spare!
Arrogance beyond belief!
But no one thought he was bluffing.
The force of that slash through the array had already said it all—
He had the strength to back up his arrogance!
Above the mine, the three Peak Demon Kings exchanged glances and saw the same despair in one another's eyes.
But after despair came frenzy!
"Fight him to the death!"
The Bone Armor Demon King roared.
"Even if we die, we'll tear a chunk out of him!"
"The noble Demon Race will never bow to a human!"
"Kill!!!"
The three Peak Demon Kings lunged down together!
The battle was about to erupt!
In midair, Su Ye recorded it all, excitement flashing in his eyes.
If this video made it back to the Human Race, his grandfather might