As a man who had ridden through waves and storms, Black Demon had seen all kinds of great terrors. The fact that he lived from the previous age to this proved his ability. And yet, a mere Two-revolution Little Saint was threatening him with words. Were all the Little Saints now so wild and arrogant?
The killing intent in Black Demon's scarlet eyes grew stronger as he looked at Bu Fang, who was standing in front of the restaurant. The Sword Demon Patriarch had asked him to kill this little chef, and he had not done that. He did not expect that the boy would come forth to seek his own death.
In that case, he would grant the little chef's wish!
Black Demon's eyes shone with bright light as if dazzling killing intent was surging in them.
