Dao and Devil in Chaos, the Original Intention Changed
After Wen Zhong finished speaking, he pointed at him provocatively.
"You, Wen Zhong, you, you, you..." Luo Hou was so angry that he couldn't speak when Wen Zhong pointed at him.
Seeing Luo Hou so angry, Wen Zhong was secretly delighted. With a mocking expression on his face, he sneered, "Hahahaha, Luo Hou, how about it? Are you still convinced? Do you still want to be unconvinced? Hahahaha!" Wen Zhong asked with a laugh.
"Hmph, you, Wen Zhong, I spit on you! What do you think you are? I, the young master of the Demon Race, would never fear a despicable human like you." As soon as Wen Zhong finished speaking, Luo Hou glared at Wen Zhong angrily and cursed.
"Heh, Luo Hou, don't you know what I am? Do you even know how you framed me?" Wen Zhong laughed.
"Wen Zhong, don't make false accusations! You, you're talking nonsense! When, when did I ever frame you?" Luo Hou shook his head hurriedly upon hearing this.
"Haha, hahaha, is that so? Didn't you want your men to capture me, then imprison me in the Heavenly Court's dungeon?" Wen Zhong sneered.
Upon Wen Zhong's words, Luo Hou's face immediately turned pale.
"Wen Zhong, you, you, you, I, I, how could I possibly want to frame you! You, you, I, I didn't, don't falsely accuse me, you, you're slandering me, you, you..." Luo Hou stammered as he called out to Wen Zhong.
Hearing Luo Hou's words, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Is that so? Luo Hou, I didn't expect I still overestimated you. Did you really think I wouldn't dare to make a move against you?" Wen Zhong sneered at Luo Hou.
Wen Zhong's words caused Luo Hou's expression to change drastically. Looking at Wen Zhong Luo Hou couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
"Wen Zhong, you, you... what exactly do you want to do? You, you, don't do anything rash! I am the young master of the Demon Race. If you dare to touch me, the Demon Emperor will not let you off." Luo Hou looked at Wen Zhong and said in a panic.
Wen Zhong hearing Luo Hou's words, Wen Zhong burst into laughter.
"The young master of the Demon Race? Hahahaha, Luo Hou, you're too funny! Do you really think I'm stupid? I won't kill you? Hahahaha, that's hilarious! You think just because you're the young master of the Demon Race, I wouldn't dare to kill you? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid. I, Wen Zhong, am truly not afraid of your identity as the young master of the Demon Race." Wen Zhong said coldly to Luo Hou.
"Haha, haha, you're right. So what if I, Luo Hou, am the young master of the Demon Race? You, you kill me, and you'll be stuck in the Demon Realm forever. You'll never be able to leave this land. Moreover, I'll make you wish you were dead." Luo Hou roared at Wen Zhong with a ferocious and terrifying expression.
Seeing this, he sneered, "Luo Hou, you... you're threatening me!"
"Wen Zhong, don't force me. I'm telling you, I'll kill you right now, hmph." Luo Hou looked at Wen Zhong and said coldly.
After Luo Hou finished speaking, he took out a dagger from his pocket, preparing to stab Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong quickly took a few steps back, dodging the dagger. At the same time, Wen Zhong also took out his dagger, pointed it at Luo Hou, and shouted sternly, "Luo Hou, let me tell you, I, Wen Zhong, am not easily intimidated. I'm telling you, you'd better put your dagger away immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite." Wen Zhong looked at Luo Hou and roared angrily.
"Hmph, you, you dare to lay a hand on me! My father will not let you get away with this, Wen Zhong! I'm warning you, if you don't release me, my father will definitely not let you off the hook!" Wen Zhong sneered disdainfully upon hearing Luo Hou's words.
Upon hearing Luo Hou's words, he couldn't help but scoff, "Hmph, Luo Hou, do you even deserve to be the young master of the Demon Race? Let me tell you, let me tell you, even if I, Wen Zhong, weren't the young master of the Demon Race, I Wen Zhong, am still not someone you can afford to offend. Don't even think about using your status as the young master of the Demon Race to intimidate me. Just give up on that idea!"
"You, humph, you, Wen Zhong, you, you, humph, since that's how it is, then we'll see, we'll see." Upon hearing this, Luo Hou gritted his teeth and threatened Wen Zhong fiercely.
Upon Wen Zhong couldn't help but scoff, then said, "Hmph, we'll see. I'd like to see who's going to be the one who's going to be the one to be outdone."
Luo Hou looked at Wen Zhong, not knowing what to do. He no longer looked like a young master of the Demon Race; he was clearly just an ordinary mortal. How could he compare to the Wen Zhong he had been before?
After speaking, he placed the dagger in his hand against the man's neck. Wen Zhong gently touched the man's neck with the dagger and said, "If you move again, I guarantee that my knife will soon slit your throat."
Looking at Luo Hou, Luo Hou Luo Hou at the dagger that Wen Zhong was holding to his neck. He really didn't dare to move. If he moved even once, Wen Zhong would tremble and sever his neck with a sudden force.
Luo Hou thought about it and quickly shut his mouth.
Wen Zhong snorted coldly, threw the dagger aside, turned around, and looked at the two guards, saying, "Hmph, you two, just you wait. Let me tell you, if I find out you've done anything to harm me, I, Wen Zhong, will not let you off."
As Wen Zhong spoke, he turned and walked out of the cell.
After they left, the two guards wore bitter expressions.
When the King of Qingqiu and the others, who had been waiting outside, saw Wen Zhong come out, they hurriedly went to greet him.
"Wen Zhong, how is it? How is it? Did our plan work? Can we take this opportunity to get rid of that Demon Race brat?" As soon as Wen Zhong came out, Wen Zhong wife, a fox spirit, rushed to Wen Zhong side and asked with a worried expression.
After Wen Zhong smiled at her and nodded, saying, "Hehe, don't worry! I've already thought of a plan. This time, I'm going to teach that Demon Race brat a lesson."
"Wen Zhong, what... what's your plan?" the fox spirit asked expectantly upon hearing this.
"Well! My solution is this..." Wen Zhong said, then stretched out his hands to the people. The crowd looked at Wen Zhong's hands with puzzled expressions.
Two golden hairs Wen Zhong's hands. Wen Zhong grabbed the two golden hairs and tore them off from his palms.
Everyone looked at Wen Zhong's actions with puzzled expressions, but no one asked a question.
Wen Zhong grabbed the two golden hairs and swung them forward. Instantly, a burst of white light flashed and enveloped Wen Zhong. Then, Wen Zhong disappeared from the spot. By the time everyone came to their senses, Wen Zhong had vanished without a trace.
"Where is Wen Zhong? Where did Wen Zhong go? How could Wen Zhong suddenly disappear? How could Wen Zhong have vanished?" The King of Qingqiu and Consort of the King of Qingqiu of Qingqiu looked at the missing Wen Zhong and asked in astonishment.
"King of Qingqiu, do you think Wen Zhong might have already escaped? Wen Zhong actions just now, it seems like he has already run away!" said the Fire Cloud Marten King, revealing a row of white teeth.