The White Fox Demon Pupils fell upon Pang Jian.
"My injuries have not healed, and while that one was in deep slumber, I dared not to leave the Saint Spirit Continent. His dormant state could sense my movements. If I dared to leave, it would mean that I harbor resentment, it would mean that I and the Demon Race of the Saint Spirit Continent had parted ways."
"I really didn't dare…"
The White Fox shook her head gently and continued, "But I also had nowhere to go, so I found this area that has no Demon King or Great Demon in charge. I was just waiting, waiting for those Demon Kings to start their wars, waiting for that one to wake up and focus his attention on Rock Bear's battles."
"I am now planning to leave the Saint Spirit Continent, preparing to go somewhere outside to make a living, and then you suddenly appeared from underground."
A struggle suddenly flashed in her demon pupils.
The struggle was whether or not to attack Pang Jian, to plunder everything he had.
