"Mao Jin, the little demons in your cave couldn't truly be starving, right?"
The girl with black patterns on her face also spoke up to help.
Mao Jin: "..."
"Brother, even if the little demon in our cave is useless, it's impossible that not one of them could lift it. There might be something tricky in this block of ice."
While the leading rat demon was choosing his words, the male fox spirit secretly transmitted his thoughts again.
Since Little White and Zhuzhu had entered the scene, the Demon Kings in this cave had been busy checking them out and urging them not to leave.
About the huge ice man being carried on the Husky's shoulders, one of the Demon Kings had grow curious and asked, but Little White had explained it was her own quirk, she just liked to eat things frozen, which threw them off the scent.
So, no one paid too much attention.
After all, the person inside the ice didn't emit any spiritual power waves, looking no different from a mortal.
