Jiang Fan looked at Hua Xin, whose hair was disheveled and who was seething with anger.
He said awkwardly:
"Sister Hua Xin, so you are proficient in Human Clan, Demon Race, and Hell Language."
"Why didn't you mention it earlier?"
"Your younger brother is eager to learn and progress. Could you also teach me?"
Though she had muted herself.
But watching her mouth movements, it was clear that her furious words were not pleasant.
"Ahem, there's plenty of time in the future."
"We can sit down and talk at length some other day."
What answered him was the Ghost Soul Crystal humming as it was being pounded.
And countless unheard murmurs of "shameless" that Jiang Fan couldn't hear.
Woof~
At this moment, a whimper came from the pack of dogs.
The Double-headed Hellhound below him walked over.
It found a companion whose neck had been bitten off by a boar, bleeding profusely.
Although its tail was still wagging slightly, it was at the end of its strength.