This Hegemon-Wu laughed eerily, his laughter as unpleasant as a night owl.
"Of course I'm scared, scared to death! But if I can gain the Holy Maiden of the Moon Mother Goddess clan because of this, then heavenly wrath is nothing!"
With his words, several ghostly figures appeared in the mist behind Hegemon-Wu.
Leading them was an elderly man, so thin he seemed to be skin and bones, holding a skull staff, with endless malice and greed in his eyes.
"Hegemon-Wu, why waste words with this wench? Quickly capture her and give her to the Master!"
Hegemon-Wu chuckled, "Priest, there's no hurry. I've already set up a trap in the surroundings, and with this mist enveloping us, even if she had wings, she couldn't fly away!"
"Oh, there are other people in the inn? A man and a woman? Tsk tsk, this man's blood seems rich, it'll certainly taste nice!"
"The woman is also nice, soft and tender, play with her first, then turn her into a puppet!"
