Old grudges and fresh enmity erupted at once. Samael suppressed his fury and stared fixedly at Belial. The two had already clashed earlier, and now he actually dared to set his sights on this Blood Clan member! Truly, if you did not court death, you would not die.
"Heh heh, I was actually lying to him. I just wanted to know why he was so special." Heart Demon shrugged. As a demon, what the hell was integrity?
"So you were lying to me. Actually, I knew it too. You definitely had an ulterior motive. My Lord is watching you, you lying bastard!"
Before Qin Fen could speak, Dracula spoke first. Heart Demon narrowed his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. Damn it, how had he forgotten about that guy? This was awkward. If that guy decided to get rough, what was he supposed to do? He looked at Dracula speechlessly. What a useless teammate. Did he not understand what lying low meant?
Heart Demon was an old hand, after all. He did not care what Dracula thought. He only needed to protect this guy and, while he was at it, fulfill Qin Fen's instructions by getting him out. After that, the sea would be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky high enough for birds to fly. He was now certain of one thing: Heavenly Dao had truly arranged for him to come here. Since that was the case, it was only right for him to help Heavenly Dao solve a minor problem and save this little brat along the way.
At the thought of doing something for Heavenly Dao, Heart Demon's heart burned with excitement. The boss still remembered his merits!
Hearing Belial say that, Samael's heart stirred. Just as he thought—how could a perfectly good