"One!"
"Two!"
Qilin fell into hesitation. His subordinates had been fierce just moments ago, but now they immediately wilted. This was Golden Crow territory—who would dare clash head-on with the Golden Crows?
Moreover, though the Golden Crow Tribe appeared to be the weakest among the three great demon kings, any fool knew that the Golden Crow Tribe had never been weak. At the very least, compared to the other two great demon kings, the Golden Crow Tribe was evenly matched with them.
Qilin was immensely embarrassed. He did not know why the Golden Crow Clan Head's attitude was so unusual today. If it was the former reason he had imagined, then he was already in the wrong and naturally had to turn tail and leave.
But if it was the latter, then things were different.
Still, after thinking for quite some time, Qilin did not have the courage to gamble.
"Eight!"
"Nine!"
"Let's go!" Qilin shouted.
As soon as he spoke, the other demon beasts, who had long been prepared, followed Qilin and fled at top speed.
"That Qilin should have been dealt with like this long ago. Hmph, if we don't get tough with them, they'll really think we're soft persimmons to be squeezed!"
"If you ask me, we should give them a proper lesson!"
"Good thing they ran fast."
The Golden Crows had been holding back a bellyful of anger. Seeing Qilin and the other demon beasts flee, every one of them clapped and cheered.
The Golden Crow Clan Head finally let out a long breath as well. He had actually made up his mind, yet Qilin and the others had turned out to be far more cowardly than he had imagined.
After some thought, he said, "All right, let's go back and see how Yang Chen is