"Do you know what this means?"
The Black-Robed Demon endured the pain: "What does it mean?"
Chuzheng: "It means you are too weak."
The Black-Robed Demon: "..."
You not only beat me, but you also insult me!!
We are of the same kind, is it necessary to do this?
Rumble—
The sudden shaking of the ground almost made Chuzheng lose her balance.
Dust fell softly inside the Underground Palace, and things around shook incessantly.
The Black-Robed Demon seemed to have waited for something, cracked a smile, revealing a sinister grin: "Even if you catch me, so what? It's all over now."
Chuzheng steadied herself: "What do you mean?"
"Hahaha..."
The Black-Robed Demon's laughter was sharp and eerie, echoing into the depths of the Underground Palace and slowly returning.
Chuzheng bent down, grabbed the Black-Robed Demon's collar, her brow filled with cold ferocity: "What else have you done?"
"Hahahaha..." The Black-Robed Demon only laughed, almost breathless, then he stopped.
