‘Shi Ling’ had been floating in the air and looking down on everyone as if they were ants. When he heard that, however, he staggered and almost dropped out of the sky.

The fiend race cultivators nearby were all stupefied. The men all had ambiguous and mysterious smiles, while the women’s faces were entirely red as they snorted inwardly with disdain.

Meanwhile, Yun Jianyue’s jaw dropped. A moment later, she said, “As expected of him!”

Yan Xuehen blushed. This guy always pays attention to the weirdest things.

Yu Yanluo instead looked at the two of them with surprise. According to the rumors she had gathered about them, these two weren’t the sort to be so agreeable, right? If anyone else dared to make such jokes around them, even if they didn’t lose their life, they’d be half dead afterward, right? Even though they were closer now, why hadn’t they gotten angry in the slightest?

‘Shi Ling’ snapped out of his daze just then. His expression was ice-cold as he said, “This game is over. You exaggerate your own abilities, actually daring to take the life of the Lion race’s prince! If you slit your own throat and apologize, I can still...