Kun Sheng flew backward, disbelief etched on his entire face.
He had...lost.
And this man known as the Demon King had only drawn his sword once.
"You—"
Just as Kun Sheng was about to say something, Pei Jinye had already appeared before him, snatching the Space Pendant from his hand and turning to leave.
The two followers Kun Sheng had brought with him changed their expressions, wanting to stop Pei Jinye.
"Fair's fair, don't spit in the face of charity," Pei Jinye shot them a fierce glare, his daunting eyes causing both men to hesitate.
Pei Jinye didn't pay any mind to what they were thinking—as long as they didn't get in his way, he wouldn't act against them.
Both men were fairly strong.
If a fight did break out, it would be troublesome indeed.
There were others lurking nearby; dragging things out would not benefit him. Thus, Pei Jinye left decisively.
