After settling the matter, we drove back.
At that moment, Xia Feilong spoke.
"Old Song, it'll be inconvenient to bring this slug demon back into the city.
I thought it over. We should go to my old home in the suburbs.
That's where the immortals of my main altar gather. Arranging for the slug demon to stay there will ensure nothing goes wrong.
It looks like we won't be having dinner tonight."
Master smiled.
"Dinner's a minor matter. Let's get to a safe place first."
"Alright!"
Xia Feilong accelerated away, with Mao Jing in the front passenger seat.
Master and I kept the slug demon pinned between us.
The slug demon's entire body was tied up, and talismans had been pasted onto her.
Seeing Master with a stern expression, she looked at me pitifully.
"Daoist, I really know I was wrong. I'm willing to cooperate with you. Please reconsider and let me go!"
As she spoke, she tried to rub herself against me.
Would a Sigma man like me be tempted by her?
I raised my hand and slapped her.
Slap! It landed squarely on her face.
"Quit your bullshit!"
The slug demon was stunned on the spot after I slapped her.
She looked at me with a face full of resentment.
Master leaned back in his seat, legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"Demon, don't play any tricks.
If you cooperate properly, you might still have a chance to live.
But if you try anything, the only thing waiting for you is having your soul scattered."
After taking that slap, the slug demon became much more obedient.
"Yes, yes. This little demon understands, understands..."
At the same time, Xia Feilong, who was driving, spoke to Master in the back again.
"Old Song, there's been a Great Fire