The Snake Demon Scholar's Heart Shattered

Pigsy's little bout of swagger really did intimidate the Little Demons who had been about to step forward. The Demon Tribe diners around them also fell silent. Great Sage Skewers might be Dong Re's territory, but Haitian was also Little White Dragon's territory. With Sun Wukong, who had wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Court, added to the mix, the Little Demons all kept their mouths shut. Still, their eyes gave them away.

Every last one of these bastards was just here to watch the show.

Qin Fen said nothing. This was no big deal. As for Pigsy, he simply thought the guy was an idiot and felt neither fondness nor dislike toward him.

Seeing that the other side had decided to throw its weight around, Fine Ghost could no longer sit still. He was, after all, the King Dongre's top lackey and the man in charge of the skewer shop. Since they had been bullied right to their doorstep, he had to stand up for them. "Friend, I don't care who you are. Since ancient times, eating means paying. That's only right and proper. Are you planning to dine and dash, then beat people up too?"

Pigsy froze. He really had not considered that. Usually, he relied on scams and tricks, so who would have thought his magic would fail him today? After being exposed, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place, so he could only keep shouting.

"It's just money. Send someone to Little White Dragon and ask him for it. Tell him I'm his second senior brother!" Pigsy muttered.

"You really won't pay?" Fine Ghost was stunned. How was he supposed to know whether that was true or not?

"I don't have any money anyway. No money, but you can have my life!" Pigsy tossed