Three immature Golden Scale Ants trembled violently, and even though they barely managed a stance to meet their enemy, it seemed that any slight movement from the silver-haired woman would scare them into a total panic.
The man in the conical hat waved his hand, collecting the three little Golden Scale Ants into the Beast Bag, and his eyes hidden beneath the hat did not show much surprise.
The golden-haired puppy perched on his shoulder gazed at the silver-haired woman with a puzzled expression, sniffing slightly as if sensing her scent.
The corners of the silver-haired woman's lips lifted in a scornful smile as she slowly walked up to the man in the conical hat, yet stopped ten steps away.
"You and I, we really are fated," the silver-haired woman said with a laugh, an extremely terrifying Demon Qi emanating from her that frightened the surrounding Demon Beasts, making them cower on the ground, utterly unable to move.
