Yu Yanlin did not hesitate to raise his hand and slap Guo Lang upside the head.
The younger luckily didn't have any food in his mouth and flailed like chicken trying to fly. "What was that for!?"
The demon king calmly took a sip of tea, "You said something annoying, I could tell by Zhang Wang's reaction."
Guo Lang threw up his arms, "How could you tell the Immortal of a Million Bosom's reaction when you can't even see!?"
Another slap.
Zhang Wang merely sighed and allowed Yu Yanlin to take care of the annoying issue for him. He was exhausted and was looking forward to rest. Turning to the Master of the Strays, he asked, "Are you returning to Xunfeng Peak?"
"Yes," Sikong Ren nodded, "And yourself?"
