And now, Li Xiong could only silently offer his blessings, since leaving this place was not an opportune moment. Moreover, even if something had gone awry at the battlefront, rushing over there now, he feared, would be too late—a dead demon, and one with feelings to boot. Better to cherish the memory than to have a painful reunion.
"Rou Xiong, go, bring that Spider Demon here!" the Immortal King commanded, his tone indifferent as he addressed a plump demon.
The demon known as Rou Xiong nodded eagerly and then strode out. Before he left the room, he cast a malicious glance at Liu Mou, who lay on the ground. With a cold snort, he went on his way.