Yuan Rong appeared utterly calm, as though he had long anticipated Song Wen's reaction. He showed not the slightest anger at Song Wen's order to leave.
"Why are you so alarmed, young friend? The Willow Snake Clan is not as powerful as the rumors claim. That so-called ninth-rank Demon Venerable has long since become dry bones."
Though the other party had revealed such shocking news, Song Wen remained unmoved, his tone as cold and hard as ever.
"Senior Yuan Rong, whether that ninth-rank Demon Venerable still exists has nothing to do with this junior, nor do your plans. Please leave at once, Senior. Otherwise, this junior will notify the Crimson-Scaled King that someone intends to harm the Willow Snake Clan."
Yuan Rong's face suddenly darkened.
"Extreme Yin, you risked your life to infiltrate the Willow Snake Clan. You must be seeking some supreme treasure of theirs, must you not? I promise that once this is done, whatever you need will be offered to you with both hands. But if you refuse to appreciate my kindness, I will reveal every detail of your background to the Willow Snake Clan. Then not only will your plans come to nothing, even your life will be in danger."
"Senior, do you intend to fight until the fish dies and the net breaks?" Song Wen asked coldly.
Song Wen did not believe a single word of Yuan Rong's promise to hand over the treasure afterward.
He had no desire to serve as Yuan Rong and the others' vanguard.
"Fish dies and net breaks?" Yuan Rong seemed somewhat disdainful. "The Willow Snake Clan has no ninth-rank Demon Venerable guarding it, only thirteen Demon Kings. I may not be a match for those Demon Kings, but if I wish to flee for my life, they will never