The one riding in on the clouds was none other than Xiao Yong, the Great Demon who had cultivated on Heavenly Battle Mountain all these years and styled himself Lord Jun-also known as Lord Xiao, or perhaps Lord Mountain Ogre!
Though Xiao Yong spent his years cultivating on Heavenly Battle Mountain, he knew quite a bit about human affairs. He knew mourning rites meant someone in the family had died.
"I'll go down and take a look."
"Lord Jun, what about us?"
Xiao Yong glanced back. Those he had brought were all his trusted confidants, brothers of the Demon Race he could rely on. Bringing them along to seek Stoneborn was proof enough of how he regarded them, but not everyone was suited to walking among humans.
"You're either ugly or your demonic aura is too strong. You might disturb the people below. I can get away with being familiar with him, but if you go and annoy him, that'll be serious! Conceal yourselves in the clouds and wait. Don't snoop around while I'm away, lest you cause some misunderstanding!"
"Yes!" "Then hurry back, Lord Jun!"
Xiao Yong nodded, planted the banner in his hand atop the cloud, and rode a wisp of wind down toward Mingzhou City.
He had spoken confidently atop the clouds, but as he descended toward Mingzhou City, he glanced at the clouds now veiled above him, then at the human world below, and could not help feeling a little uneasy.
On a day like this, I just beat the drums and shouted down to him. That lad Stoneborn won't be angry, will he?
In Xiao Yong's memory, Stoneborn was still the child he had met back then. Though young, the boy had already shown himself to be extraordinary. Perhaps he had grown a little by