Although Fu Tianming knew of the Great Demon King Dongfang Chen by reputation, he and Dongfang Chen had never crossed paths at school.
The only connection between them was that Fu Tianming had been severely injured by "Little Demon King" Mofan and had become a laughingstock.
And the title "Little Demon King" made him sound like the Great Demon King's son.
Why had Dongfang Chen come after him? Was it to help Mofan get even?
But that didn't make sense. Fu Tianming had been the one to pick a fight with Mofan, but he was the one who'd gotten beaten up!
And even if Dongfang Chen wanted to help Mofan get even, hadn't he gone a little too far?
Fu Tianming could never have guessed that his identity had already been exposed.
The Black Church had also been eyeing Dongfang Chen because of his pills. But ever since they learned he had a Commander Level Summoned Beast, they'd abandoned any plans to target him.
It wasn't that the enormous Black Church feared a mere Commander Level Summoned Beast.
It was just that the cost of capturing Dongfang Chen alive far outweighed the potential gains.
Besides, even if they did capture him, the Dongfang Family might not give in to the Black Church's demands for a supply of pills.
So, in accordance with the Black Church's rules, Fu Tianming had always kept his distance from Dongfang Chen at school.
He couldn't imagine why Dongfang Chen had come after him.
Dongfang Chen looked at Fu Tianming, whose jaw was dislocated and who kept groaning in pain. He slapped him again, knocking a poison capsule out of his mouth, then set his jaw back in place.
"I ask, you answer. Understood?"
Dongfang Chen's icy voice rang out again.
Fu Tianming put on an