"It's you?!"
"Gu Changqing?!"
Indeed!
The newcomer was none other than Gu Changqing.
While everyone else feared they could not get away fast enough, he appeared right in their midst, brazen and visibly drunk.
Once Di Jun and the others recognized Gu Changqing, their faces turned dark as storm clouds, their eyes nearly splitting with rage.
The Demon Race now hated Gu Changqing to the marrow of their bones.
If not for him, how would the Demon Court have shattered back then, losing all face before the world?
Indeed, if Gu Changqing had not slaughtered hundreds of millions of Demon Clan Beings, they might never have been crushed by the Witch Clan and suffered such devastating losses.
Thus, even though he was a Sage's disciple, Di Jun showed him no courtesy.
"Gu Changqing, today's business has nothing to do with you."
"Don't tell me you intend to interfere?"
Di Jun demanded of Gu Changqing.
After all, there was no deep, bitter feud between him and Hong Yun.
Di Jun and Taiyi were here solely for the primordial violet qi.
That was precisely why they feared unexpected complications most.
Everyone dreamed of obtaining such a treasure, and Di Jun could not help wondering whether Gu Changqing had come for it too.
Gu Changqing paid little heed to Di Jun's words.
With a sweep of his hand, a cloud couch appeared. Gu Changqing reclined lazily upon it, drinking at his leisure.
"Heh, interfere? I can't be bothered to interfere."
"I merely wanted to see just how overbearing and tyrannical the mighty experts of the Demon Court could be."
Gu Changqing cast a sidelong glance at Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others.
At those words, the three men's expressions grew even uglier.
This was blatant mockery.
His unspoken meaning was that the Demon