An hour later.
Xia Ping smoothly obtained a token from the Demon Saint Palace. At last, he had a legal identity and was no longer undocumented. He could freely enter and leave the Demon Race's major cities without worrying about being executed as a spy.
"Congratulations, Brother Wu. You have finally become a member of our Demon Saint Palace."
Bradley, the immortal demon saint of the Thunder Tiger Clan, congratulated him.
"What a pity that you offended Leopold this time. Given that fellow's spiteful, vindictive nature, I'm afraid he won't let Brother Wu off. You could suffer his retaliation at any time."
Heller of the Water Shark Clan said worriedly.
"Exactly. It would have been better if Brother Wu had not been so impulsive earlier. Take one step back and the sea is wide and the sky is vast; endure for a moment and wind and waves will be calm. Demon saints like us, with no background to speak of, cannot contend with those royal clan demon saints."
Jonas of the Blood Wolf Clan said helplessly.
"If I endured it, would he have let us go? That fellow was plainly trying to shit and piss on our heads. He would never give up until he got what he wanted. Unless I truly kowtowed to him and admitted my mistake, why would he let me go?"
Xia Ping said indifferently.
"This!"
Hearing this, Bradley and the other demon saints had to admit that Xia Ping was right. Leopold had come aggressively just now, convinced that Xia Ping possessed some mysterious treasure, and had come to seize it. He had been utterly unscrupulous.
Unless Xia Ping truly handed over the treasures on his person, how could the other party possibly let the matter rest?
Thus, such a conflict was unavoidable. Whether they