Ming had already escaped deep into the Slaughtering Spirit Plains, and Xu Xiaomo muttered a curse, about to give chase, but was held back by Beiting Huang, "Our goal is to get the Demonic Source Stone, these insignificant clowns are not worth our effort!"
"Uh, okay then!" Xu Xiaomo scratched his head, "Little Ninth, just don't blame me, if I hadn't been distracted earlier, that kid wouldn't have escaped."
Beiting Huang gently scraped his nose bridge and teased, "Then you are fined. You'll help me take my half of the Demonic Source Stones to the 33 Heavens, deliver them to my brother, and also, take care of my brother and my grandfather if you can, just make sure their lives are preserved!"
"Anything else? Are your parents really not in the Dark Demon World? I inquired a bit, and it seems I haven't heard anything about them," Xu Xiaomo said with concern, "Should I send a message to my brother and have him look for them in Mandala Land?"
