Hearing A Bao's words, Huo Yuhao visibly froze, then said with some irritation, "I'm not fighting."
After his earlier battle with Huo Yuhao outside the city, A Bao had returned to the Demon Empress Palace and stayed in his own palace ever since.
That battle had given A Bao none of what he wanted-neither the joy of victory nor the shame of defeat.
A Bao could not determine whether he had won or lost. The bewilderment of that uncertainty left him unable to cultivate. He wanted to wait for a clear answer.
So A Bao began searching for Huo Yuhao, wanting another fight to settle who had won and who had lost.
As far as A Bao was concerned, Long Haochen had already been killed by his imperial father, and he had ultimately failed to wash away his humiliation with his own hands. As for his earlier battle with Huo Yuhao, A Bao did not know whether he had actually defeated him. He wanted a result.
Victory or defeat, A Bao wanted a clear result. A battle with no clear winner or loser felt even worse than being unable to wash away his humiliation himself after the Long Haochen he wanted to defeat had been killed by his imperial father, leaving him only endless cultivation to wear himself down.
And so, A Bao finally found this place, and found Huo Yuhao here.
A Bao understood that Huo Yuhao's not being imprisoned or killed outright after his capture meant that he had pledged allegiance to A Bao's imperial father, the Demon God Emperor, and joined the Demon Race's ranks.
After all, no human captured by the Demon Race could still swagger around outside like this.
But even knowing that Huo Yuhao was now on the Demon Race's side, A Bao's anger