At Lin Qinfeng's blunt threat, the demons' expressions changed once again.
Good lord...
Whether this woman was in league with Liu Wenjian or not aside, she was seriously tough!
Lump Eight, who had been grinning foolishly, could no longer smile upon hearing this.
What was going on?
Why did the great Lin Qinfeng, who had come to meet them, seem to be at odds with Master Liu Wenjian?
Weren't the two of you supposed to have known each other in secret long ago, working toward the same goal?
Why did it look like you really weren't familiar with each other...
With that thought, Lump Eight could not help growing nervous.
Liu Wenjian did not react too strongly to Lin Qinfeng's threat.
He merely chuckled and replied calmly, "Then I'll wait patiently for you."
The demon elders' shock deepened.
Good grief...
This situation was truly becoming more and more chaotic.
The conflict on Elder Modo's side had yet to be resolved, and Demon King Liu Wenjian was already preparing to get involved.
All their carefully laid plans had been rendered useless, forcing them to make new arrangements.
Lin Qinfeng turned back to Modo and said with heavy sarcasm, "A simple illusion was enough to make you this happy."
"The strength of a demon elder seems to be nothing much after all."
Modo's face turned purple and green, his expression ugly.
Lin Qinfeng continued on her own, "I've roughly figured out your strength. You can't beat me."
"I'll give you one last chance to choose."
"Will you let Lump Eight splash your face with shit and live on in disgrace, or die by my hand and use your life to apologize to Lump Eight?"
Humiliation was hard to swallow, especially for demons, who had always cared deeply about their own feelings.
Modo