All at once, Ling Zhe, Tian Tao, and even many of the Emperor Venerables present had already guessed what had happened.
Both the Spirit Race and the Celestial Race had sent people to the Feather Alliance Hall, and neither side could contact them.
The tiny Feather Alliance Hall could not possibly trap the experts of the two supreme races. Yu Xianpo was here, so that could only mean Black Tiger had also gone to the Feather Alliance Hall and taken down every expert from the two supreme races.
At that thought, everyone present fixed their gazes on the demon rat form.
Ling Zhe growled, "Little Demon Rat, where is your Hall Master? Where is Black Tiger?"
In response, the demon rat form took a light step forward. "Senior Demon Emperors, do you know where our Hall Master has gone?"
The Demon Emperors all shook their heads, yet every one of them wore a smile.
The Stinging Bee Demon Emperor smiled. "The Hall Master may still be sleeping. He has become younger lately, so he needs to take good care of himself."
The moment those words fell, the Demon Emperors laughed even more merrily.
In contrast, Ling Zhe and Tian Tao's expressions turned even uglier. Of course, they knew the Demon Emperors were talking nonsense.
Ling Long could not help roaring, "Ten Thousand Demon Hall, do you dare violate the rules of negotiation?"
"Ha, hahaha..."
The Sword Tiger Demon Emperor could not help laughing. "Who was it that swore yesterday they would not lay a hand on the Feather Alliance Hall?"
At once, Ling Long and the others were left speechless.
"Some hotheaded members of our Spirit Race are deeply dissatisfied with the Feather Alliance Hall. We will stop them ourselves, and the Celestial Race will stop them as well."
"But