"Wow!"
Brother Flathead roared, broke free from the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, soared into the sky, and returned to Misty Sect.
As for the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, from start to finish, it couldn't be bothered to even glance at it.
Because its eyes were only on the mission!
"Truly worthy of Brother Flathead, aloof, fierce, and not one for idle chatter, and the key point is that it even has a middle-parting, which looks quite stylish."
"This big brother, I'm sold!"
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch watched Brother Flathead's retreating figure, eyes filled with admiration.
After taking some Spiritual Medicine for healing and recovering, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch finally had the leisure to take a look at the fallen protector of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.
"Hehe, the loot-licking begins!"
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch stretched out both hands and cackled strangely.
