Xie Xingchen really wanted to stir up his silver tongue and continue to beguile the Demon Emperor.
But in the end, he chose to tell the truth, "I need to save someone."
"Who?"
"Lu Mingshu."
After a while, low laughter came from inside, "Are you sure she's not dead?"
"Uh-huh."
"But of course, a calamity left to endure a thousand years." The Demon Emperor's voice was filled with emotion, "I knew you, little bastard, wouldn't be done for that easily."
He was talking about Xie Xingchen, not Lu Mingshu.
Because as long as Lu Mingshu was alive, he was alive; if Lu Mingshu truly died, then his life would also be as good as dead.
Pathetic! The Demon Emperor spat in his heart.
"What does this have to do with the Tianyuan Sea?"
"She's at the Zhouliu Sect." Xie Xingchen bluntly said, "I need to kill the Sect Leader of the Zhouliu Sect to rescue her."
"Yo!" The Demon Emperor said sarcastically, "Killing the Sect Leader of a top Great Sect, you sure aim high!"