As Ji Jing spoke, Bai Ke's expression changed dramatically. This is bad!
Indeed.
Yuan Man's slender eyes lifted slightly, her voice laced with mockery. "Are you blaming me, then?"
The temperature in the room plummeted.
From the eaves, from under the bed, and even from within the dressing mirror, the shadows of countless electric eels appeared, their gazes fixed coldly on the two human morsels. They were merely awaiting their master's command to swarm out.
"Demon King, Ji Jing didn't mean that! Please calm your anger!" Bai Ke hurriedly clasped his fists.
"That is precisely what I meant," Ji Jing retorted with a cold laugh. "Old Bai, Demon King Yuan Man clearly doesn't care about human lives, so why should we suffer this indignity here? Humans and demons were never meant to coexist!"
"Ji Jing!" Bai Ke roared in fury. "Shut your mouth!"
Ji Jing stared back at Bai Ke, her defiance unmistakable. She knew that Old Bai secretly felt the same way; he just hadn't said it aloud.
