At the Burn Wound man's words, Chen Mengjie's little face puffed up round with anger.
"Just you wait!"
As she spoke, Chen Mengjie immediately took out the Qilin Communicator and began pouring out her grievances.
After sending out a message, Chen Mengjie said with a hint of smugness, "If you two want to run, then hurry up and run."
"Otherwise, you won't be able to run later."
Seeing Chen Mengjie's expression, Zhang Bairen grinned. "How interesting. You little girl know how to call for reinforcements too?"
"What kind of nonsense is that? You two are bullying the weak with your strength—am I not allowed to call someone?"
"Besides, he has Karma Fire and Killing Intent on him. He probably isn't a good person."
"Treating your illnesses is one thing, but capturing you is another!"
Seeing Chen Mengjie question Chen Changsheng's identity, Zhang Bairen said excitedly, "You're right. This guy really is a great Demon Lord."
"However, he's a bit too strong and his seniority is a bit too high. If you want to capture him, I'm afraid you'll have to find a few more helpers."
"That needn't trouble you. Someone will naturally judge right and wrong."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng, who was brewing tea with a tea set, said calmly, "Someone is coming up. Hang this thing at the entrance."
"I don't want to see them for now."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took out a plaque and handed it to Zhang Bairen.
Taking the plaque from Chen Changsheng, Zhang Bairen grinned. "Since when did you have the mood to make something like this?"
"There always has to be a token. I made the first version some time ago, then altered it a little afterward."
"The one in your hand now is the final version."
Receiving this answer, Zhang Bairen