Hearing Luan Hong's words, Zhu Tianlan's expression finally darkened. Annoyed that Luan Hong was still putting on an act at a time like this, he said coldly, "Since you put it that way, then there's nothing I can do."
Chairman Tai Xin of the Wushang Kingdom opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he could only shake his head helplessly.
Seeing this, Luan Hong knew that Zhu Tianlan and the others were preparing to abandon him.
'Hmph, this bunch from the Thirteen Nations Alliance are all useless. Utterly worthless.'
Luan Hong snorted coldly to himself and didn't bother asking Zhu Tianlan or the others for help again. His body flickered, turning into a blurry afterimage as he attempted to break free from the horde of Demon Beasts.
"Brat, if we let you escape, how could we of the Demon Race ever show our faces again?"
