Zhunti nodded. "So only the Tenth Prince is outside now, right?"
The Eighth Prince, Ya Qiong, nodded. "That's right. Don't even think about tricking us into going outside. We're not leaving. Besides, you're too stupid..."
Zhunti flew into a rage. "How am I stupid? Please enlighten me, Your Highness."
Bo Huang laughed heartily. "First, there's no way I could lose to Kuafu. Second, this is the Sun Star. How could a mere Mystic Immortal little demon like you get up here? Isn't that a glaring flaw?"
Zhunti froze. So what if Bo Huang is here? There are only nine Golden Crows either way. You Wen isn't here. I can just have Senior Brother disguise himself as You Wen and burn down a few Witch Clan settlements, which should be enough to provoke them into fighting.
With that thought, Zhunti transmitted a message to Jieyin. "The plan has changed. The first nine Golden Crows are currently on the Sun Star, while the Tenth Prince, You Wen, is outside. Senior Brother, just disguise yourself as a Golden Crow and claim to be the Tenth Prince."
After receiving the message, Jieyin replied, "Junior Brother, since there are Golden Crows outside playing around, you should withdraw too. Don't get discovered and trapped by the Demon Clan. If the Grand Formation of the Stars comes crashing down on you, even if you don't die, you'll lose a layer of skin."
Having received Jieyin's message, Zhunti quietly decided to retreat as well. Unfortunately, could he really retreat? The answer was obviously no. Zhunti directly took his leave. "Hehe, so what if you figured it out? You can't catch me." With that, Zhunti left the Sun Star's hidden realm—and then he was dumbfounded.
Bo Huang said with a grin, "Brothers, do you think this guy is stupid?