The Fusang Monarch's face darkened. Never had anyone dared be so insolent toward him, so openly calling him trash. Could he, with his Innate Spirit Root, tolerate such an insult?
"Once we capture this Demon King, hand him over to me for disposal!"
The Fusang Monarch said solemnly after glancing at Helun nearby.
"Agreed!"
Helun merely nodded. He didn't have such a strong desire to personally finish off Lin Yi himself. As long as this brat could be taken care of, that would suffice!
"However, the treasure on this brat's person must be divided equally between us!"
What he cared more about was the wealth on Lin Yi's person!
This kid's combat power could match the Descendants; he must have plenty of opportunities on him. These items, if they fell into their hands, were sure to lift their strength to a higher level!
"Sixty-forty then."
