"Everyone, you are not from Mingjiang Prefecture. If you made a mistake, you still have a chance to leave. Later, the Music Master and I will try every way to send you out."
The Painter bowed once again to King Xishan and said, "Old Xi, we've been friends for many years. Thank you for demonstrating your divine power today. As Night Patrol Deities, we swear to fight Star Covering to the death. You also have unfinished matters; the Fox Clan's Divine Bone is still unattended. It would be better not to stay. Later, we will also send you out."
"Old Hua..." King Xishan wanted to say more, but couldn't utter another word.
The Painter, reaching this point, turned his head decisively and said, "Fellow Mingjiang Traveling Gods, our cultivation is insufficient and our means are lacking. Today, we cannot defeat Star Covering and Zhao Qingxiao, which is our incompetence,
