"Trash!"
"Trash!"
"You're all trash!"
Hu Huan, watching the battle from afar, was about to explode with rage. "Why aren't you making a move? Why aren't you firing arrows? Are you all trash?"
The other Demon Officials looked somewhat awkward.
The fox demon spoke up to explain, "Brother Hu Huan, don't be impulsive. Who knew Qin Muye would be so reckless? He barely has reason on his side, so it wouldn't be easy for us to act rashly."
Hu Huan could not help cursing, "He can just make up some excuse and trample all over your faces? What kind of demons are you? Where's your wildness? Where's your beastly nature?"
His words left the demons unable to lift their heads, while his right foot had already taken a step forward.
The fox demon hurriedly stopped him. "Brother Hu Huan, what are you doing?"
"Stop him!"
"I can't stop him!"
"Who says I can't? I can't stop a horse?"
"Qin Muye is terribly frail. If you go stop him, he..."
"He's trampled on our faces, and you're still afraid of taking his life?"
"???"
The fox demon was somewhat angry, but she still stood in front of Hu Huan.
Qin Muye had already won his gamble with his life. Even if they sent a stronger Demon Official to stop him, they could not possibly do any better; they could only make things deteriorate beyond repair.
Unless some immensely skilled great demon stepped in and could effortlessly stop Qin Muye, who was riding the Spirit Rhinoceros Dragon Steed, without harming him.
But which of the great demons stationed in the Capital City was not a figure of extraordinary composure? How could they possibly lower themselves to act over something like this?
Hu Huan glared and took another step forward.
The fox demon