Water dripped down, seeping in.
The man was very tall; from Wuyue's bent posture, she couldn't see what the newcomer looked like at all.
The few Demon Clan guards who had been talking earlier fell silent at once.
An indescribable chill spread over them.
Wuyue was just about to raise her head to see who it was.
"You've got some nerve. Who allowed you to lift your head!"
That person's icy voice made Wuyue's eardrums buzz.
This voice?
Wuyue immediately filled in, in her mind, the image of a raging, Red Hair baboon.
Damn, how did I run into him here.
Wuyue cursed inwardly that this was bad.
Ever since that time outside the Clan Leader's tent when she secretly muttered "Red Hair baboon" and got caught red-handed by that moody man, she had been on edge.
Although she didn't know the Red Hair baboon's identity, judging from the attitude of the Clan Leader and Shui Yaoyao toward him, his status was definitely not simple.
