He glanced at the humanoid demonic beasts around him. There was actually a female demonic beast among them!
He clutched his crotch awkwardly.
"How do you know I'm human? I'm a demonic beast!" Yang Hong said freely.
"A demonic beast?" The demonic beasts sneered. "Demonic beasts are not so small."
The few humanoid demonic beasts didn't take Yang Hong, a third-rank martial artist, seriously at all. They mocked Yang Hong wantonly.
Yang Hong was furious and cursed!
When he was a divine constable, he had dealt with many people from all walks of life. He cursed the humanoid demonic beasts viciously, stunning them.
Although they understood human language, it was a foreign language to them. Most of Yang Hong's curses were incomprehensible to them.
But just because they couldn't understand it didn't mean they couldn't feel the meaning.
