"Hahaha."
Yao, however, laughed out loud and looked at the mountain with a mocking gaze. She said coldly, " "Lord Shan, no one will fight with you for the stupa painting now. You can take it as much as you want."
Shan's face was also extremely unsightly, as if he had guessed something, and his head was covered in cold sweat.
One of the demon lords behind him felt that something was wrong and called out in a low voice,"Lord Shan, please!"
Only then did Shan come back to his senses. His eyes were actually filled with fear as he said in a trembling voice,"Y-Lord Yao, I was wrong before. Please forgive me."
"Giggle."
Yao laughed even more happily and covered her face with her sleeves. After a long while, she stopped and sarcastically scolded, " "Useless man, get lost! Get as far away as you can!"
"Yes, yes!"
The mountain wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He didn't seem to be angry. Instead, he happily rolled in the air and ran away.
