The previously indifferent Wild Duck Demon turned pale at the sound. He shook his head like a turning drum and nervously said, "Fog Ridge Mountain... Little Demon doesn't know where Fog Ridge Mountain is, please spare me, great king..."
Looks like Fog Ridge Mountain is not around here...
Lu Wufei knew what he had and didn't bother to ask more questions.
He just coldly observed them.
His form quickly disappeared before them.
In the small alley.
The night grew darker.
After a while.
A voice echoed out.
"Can you move your body now? Has the great king left?"
"I don't know, he probably left..."
"Then let's go too, quickly..."
The two demons rushed to the street beside them, immediately feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted, panting heavily.
One demon asked, "Shall we still go to Immortal Residence? We've sobered up from the fright..."
