The Diviner

Some nameless wilderness.

Heart-Hating Demon Fang Heling stood with his back against a thorn tree, silently wiping his dagger without tending to the wounds on his body.

Li Shou sat cross-legged in the grass, baring his teeth as he bandaged one hand with the other.

Not far from him, Zheng Fatty lay on his back, his body a bloody mess, panting hoarsely.

After lying there for a while, he turned his head and saw Swallow and Liang Jiu sitting side by side on a small hill, holding hands. He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "Damn it, bringing some pretty boy along at a time like this!"

Li Shou grinned and chimed in sourly, "Must be nice, being fast on your feet."

"Heh." Swallow sneered. "You wouldn't understand the joys of being a pretty boy."

Compared to the others, she was completely unscathed.

Liang Jiu, whose fingers were entwined with hers, was just as immaculate. Swallow had led him away from the pursuit, and he hadn't even gotten a scratch. He'd certainly lucked out.

Of course, without Swallow...as an upstanding citizen of the Yong Kingdom, he wouldn't have needed to flee in the first place.

His face was a little grim just then, but soon he forced himself to smile. It didn't matter if they mocked him or looked down on him. What mattered was keeping Swallow happy. Nobody would believe him if he claimed he had nothing to do with the Human Demons now. He could see that for a long time to come, he'd have to mix with this group of Human Demons.

Since words couldn't hurt Swallow, Zheng Fatty angrily turned his head away and cursed at the sky. "You damn Yao Qi! I'll chop him to pieces one day!"

"I'll carve the flesh