The expression of the Blackstone Devil King turned cold when he heard these words. "Brother Black Jiao, Qin Wentian is the first-ranked devil general under me. You make it sound as though you will kill him. Isn't that the same as smacking my face?"
"Brother Blackstone, that's wrong of you to assume so. The devil generals under you are all extremely brave but the subordinates under me are extraordinary as well. In the past when they spared, life and death was determined by their strength on the battlefield. This time around, things naturally will be the same as well. I believe the generals under me are stronger." The Black Jiao Devil King laughed. "In addition, if this first devil general is weak, how can he be worthy of Yuruo? Just as well, I will be the judge his strength for you."