"Today, I came to give you all some news."
Old Ox said slowly, "Yuchen does not have long to live."
A single stone stirred up a thousand waves.
With one sentence from Old Ox, aside from Shikshananda, whose face showed no ripple of emotion, the three demons were already in an uproar.
"Old Ox, watch your tongue."
Blackwind King's gaze swept over the female demons still twisting and dancing. There was hunger in his eyes, but also ruthlessness.
"It's only a joke. Why take it seriously?"
Young Master Scale slowly flicked out his snake tongue, but the chill in his eyes was no less than Blackwind King's.
"What's the hurry? Back in Mystic Mountain, Old Ox was known for being steady and cautious. It won't be too late to hear what he has to say."
"Before we went our separate ways, Brother Liu received word from Yuchen that Leng Ancheng was a traitor."
The three Demon Kings from Mystic Mountain exchanged glances, then looked at Shikshananda beside them. None of them knew what medicine Old Ox was selling from his gourd.
"Yuchen wanted Brother Liu to join hands with him and wipe out that Leng fellow."
Old Ox tossed the piece of sweet potato aside and rubbed his mouth with a palm as large as a cattail fan.
"Impossible. The Great River Alliance only has four elders in all—there can be a mole among them?" Blackwind King shook his head. "There must be a trick behind this. Damn it, every one of these mortals has a mind full of twists and turns, especially that Yuchen. I could tell with one look that he was a treacherous, wicked little man."
"A traitor among the Four Great Elders is nothing remarkable. After all, isn't their Alliance Leader Yu also from White Deer