Compared to humans, demonic beasts were very afraid of death. This was because most demonic beasts didn't have any pursuits. Survival was their instinct.
"It's best if he doesn't dare," Zhou Shu said.
Ji Lutian didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Zhou Shu seemed to have some regrets.
Wasn't it a good thing that the demonic beast army didn't attack the human race?
Ji Lutian thought about Zhou Shu's strangeness and felt that it wasn't strange if he really had some thoughts.
He said solemnly, "King Zhou, you've made a great contribution to the human race this time—"
"Is there a reward?" Zhou Shu interrupted.
"Uhhh…" Ji Lutian felt a little helpless. "If the human race knows your achievements, everyone will be grateful to you."
"What's the point of being grateful? I don't cultivate the Dao of Incense."
