After one night, Halloween arrived as scheduled. Bull Demon King stood before a cave dwelling, grinning from ear to ear. Don't underestimate this shabby-looking mountain cave—there was a whole world inside it.
The enormous cave was practically another world. All kinds of flashing lights and spotlights made the pitch-black cavern flicker, while glowing strips of every color along the walls transformed it into a dreamlike realm.
Of course, it would have been perfect if not for that song, Pigsy Carrying His Wife. Looking at the metal tables and stools and all the bizarre decorations, Bull Demon King was dumbfounded every time he came in.
As for taste in music, let's not even go there. Bull Demon King really was a country bumpkin.
"How the hell was Dong Re's brain built?" he muttered. Thinking of the huge number of girls coming tonight, he thought, Holy shit, this place is practically Heaven. "Let's see how that Roc bastard dies now!" Bull Demon King was smug. This time, he was definitely going to win and play that bastard to death. Who told him to compete for territory with him?
"Re-reporting to Your Majesty, Roc King has come to the door with his men. He says he has something to discuss with you!"
Upon receiving Little Demon's report, Bull Demon King's heart stirred. That guy was well-informed. With a wave of his hand, he sent someone out. As for greeting him, Bull Demon King curled his lip. He was the Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, after all. He casually picked a sofa and sat down. The old Ox-Head looked like a country bumpkin, touching this and feeling that, moving with extreme caution.
Holy shit, none of these things are magical treasures. They're fragile. If he squeezed them around, he'd break them.
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