While Cheng Yu and Niu Ba were sleeping soundly at the inn.
In a room in one of Azure Sky City's gambling houses.
Two Half-Demons sat facing each other.
One of them clutched his stomach, his expression ugly, and said through gritted teeth,
"There's no doubt about it! How old is that little bastard? One headbutt nearly smashed all my organs to pieces!"
The other Half-Demon, who was uninjured, said,
"Then what do we do next? You caused quite a commotion at the inn earlier, and the Demon Suppression Bureau has already tightened security. If we stir up more trouble, they might trace it back here."
The injured Half-Demon raised his head and glared viciously at his companion.
"So we're giving up? That little bastard has the direct bloodline of the Huodou Black Ox. If we can extract and refine it, it'll be a huge boost to both us and the organization. We can also spite that old ox and deepen the conflict between the Demon Race and Half-Demons. We'd achieve several things at once. Are you really willing to give up just like that?"
The other Half-Demon fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said in a low voice,
"The timid starve, and the bold feast! Let's do it! But we can't use brute force. We'll wait until those lunatics from the Demon-Worshipping Cult draw the Demon Suppression Bureau's attention first. For now, let's keep a close eye on that little bastard."
Hearing this, the injured Half-Demon nodded slightly.
Early the next morning.
Cheng Yu rode Niu Ba back to Iron Bull's beef noodle stall.
When the stall owner saw the man and ox, he couldn't help smiling.
"Taken a liking to my cooking, have you?"
As he spoke, however, his gaze shifted to Niu Ba.
"Moo~~"
Cheng Yu