"Young Prince, wait..." Just then, a majestic voice rang out from high above. Two figures took form and flew over from behind Old Demon Zhi Feng. As they drew near, Mulu King saw clearly that one was East Sea Inspector Ao Shuai, while the other was dressed as a dragon general, several degrees taller than Ao Shuai. Mulu King did not recognize his face, but it was this dragon general who had spoken.
"Hmph..." The blue dragon seemed somewhat wary of this dragon general. Hearing the voice, he snorted coldly, and the radiance around him withdrew completely. His dragon body slowly faded away, transforming into a vaguely human shape. He stood there, glaring provocatively at Zhu Mei, who had not taken human form.
"Ha ha, Mulu King, Zhu Mei!" Ao Shuai said as he flew over, cupping his hands. "I came late. My apologies, my apologies!"
"No matter!" Mulu King did not dare let Zhu Mei respond, and hurriedly bowed. "For the Inspector to arrive in time and bring reinforcements, this king is already immensely pleased."
"This king? Which Mulu King are you? What right do you have to call yourself a king?" Before Ao Shuai could speak, the blue dragon's human form asked coldly.
Mulu King had long heard the dragon general beside Ao Shuai address him as Young Prince. At once, he piled a smile onto his face. "Young Prince, before the Dragon Clan, naturally I would not dare call myself king. But within my Deer Clan, I am still the ruler of one region, governing more than a hundred thousand li of territory. Other demons call me King, and it would hardly do for me not to answer."
"Hmph... You're merely—" The Young Prince was about to say more when the dragon general cut him off. Stepping