Holy shit! Big Chef had just finished chopping the ingredients when he picked up his phone and nearly lost it. What was that? What had he just seen? That bastard Heart Demon had gotten out? And gone to Hell? Fucking hell, what was going on?
At the thought of Heart Demon's nature, cold sweat broke out across Qin Fen's forehead. Heart Demon arriving in Hell could only be described as a dragon returning to the sea, a tiger roaring through the forest. He was completely in his element. Those demons, devils, banshees, and whatever else lived in Hell were probably in for a world of trouble!
Qin Fen stared blankly at his phone and muttered, "What a spectacular dog-eat-dog show. Who did this? They really know how to have fun. A genius!" Qin Fen gave the sky a strange look. Only the guy overhead could be this deranged.
The Heavenly Dao vehemently objected, and so did Heart Demon.
Holy fucking shit, I knew it was you! Only this asshole would treat me so viciously. The Heavenly Dao wouldn't. It follows certain rules and procedures. It wouldn't screw me over like this!
Heart Demon had only just arrived. He had finally eaten his fill and recovered a little strength, and he hadn't even started working yet. He had just set up his stall, ready to make a killing, when-fuck-the enforcement officers showed up!
Heart Demon wanted to slap himself. Why the hell did I have to show off? The moment I mentioned God, God appeared! Normally, he wouldn't have given a damn. He feared no one except the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, that bastard was the exception. He was even more ruthless than the Heavenly Dao.
Remembering Qin Fen's "You called me?" made him want to die!
Both of them instantly felt