For a moment, even Sun Yingxiong's expression turned somewhat strange. Then he stared straight at Zhu Yan, putting the pressure on him.
"..."
"You killed a Demon God of our Demon Domain. Surely you owe us an explanation?"
Zhu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke coldly.
"What sort of explanation do you want?"
"Tell me. I'm listening."
Sun Yingxiong had just opened his mouth, before he could make a sound, when the Old Woman's smiling voice rang out again. Compared with before, it was even clearer. She was obviously drawing closer and closer, proving through her actions that she was not merely talking big.
For a moment, the atmosphere reached a stalemate. Even the air fell still, killing intent spreading as a great battle threatened to erupt at any moment.
And just then...
"D-Demon God!"
Old White Ape's figure suddenly appeared in the distance, his clothes ragged and several more wounds covering his body. He looked utterly miserable.
"Hmm?"
His arrival broke the deadlock.
Zhu Yan frowned slightly and turned to look.
"I bear the greatest responsibility for Lord Red Dragon's death. I am willing to issue an edict of self-reproach and shoulder that responsibility."
"But... but right now..."
As he spoke, Old White Ape spat out a mouthful of blood. But he wiped it away casually without a shred of dignity, panting as he said, "The war with the Human Race can wait. We must avenge this, and we must make the Human Race's blood run in rivers in the future, but the time has not yet come."
"Three years at most. In three years, I will lead the charge onto Demon-Suppressing Pass and make the Human Race remember that our Demon Domain cannot be slighted."
"I know that, with your temper, Lord Zhu Yan, this is not