"Calling for help?" Huang Xiao forced himself to remain calm. "It seems your Heavenly Evil Sect wants a full-blown fight with us from the Demon Hall."
Zheng Hu's expression shifted slightly at those words. But he had already sent the signal, and the matter was no longer his to decide. It would depend on what the three lords wanted when they arrived.
"Hmph, stop using the Demon Hall to throw your weight around. Do you think our Heavenly Evil Sect fears you? Go ahead and call your people over," Zheng Hu said coldly.
Since Zheng Hu believed Huang Xiao belonged to the Demon Hall, he assumed Huang Xiao must have a way to notify the others, just as he did.
Huang Xiao inwardly lamented. He had no one to notify.
But now he could only keep the lie going.
And so Huang Xiao threw back his head and let out a long howl, even louder than Zheng Hu's.
He could no longer worry about whether his howl would draw people from the Heavenly Evil Sect. They would certainly come after hearing Zheng Hu's howl anyway, so it hardly mattered if he attracted their attention too.
Instead, Huang Xiao hoped his long howl would catch the attention of other experts on Mist Mountain. If they came to investigate, perhaps he would still have a slight chance of surviving.
Zheng Hu's expression grew even uglier when he saw Huang Xiao let out a long howl as well.
Naturally, he believed Huang Xiao really was notifying people from the Demon Hall. Although their Heavenly Evil Sect did not fear the Demon Hall, they still wanted to avoid clashing with other factions too early here, especially a faction like the Demon Hall.
"You still want to fight!" While Zheng Hu was weighing things over,