Night Demon was miserable after being cut by Chu Feng and trampled by the big green ox. It was unknown how many of his bones had been broken, and his eyes were rolled back as though he were about to lose consciousness.
"Speak!" Chu Feng looked down at him calmly.
As far as the expert was concerned, he couldn't gather his memories very well. If the difference in consciousness powers were too different, this could result in both trouble and danger.
Night Demon felt grief and indignation. Ever since he had come to Earth, it had always been him showing contempt for his enemies. He looked down on all this planet's natives. He had never experienced this before, and now it left him ashamed, resentful, and endlessly furious.
However, people have no choice but to bow their heads beneath the eaves. If he dared to continue being so unyielding now, that big green ox on top of him would most likely trample him into minced meat.
