Yang Fei stood quietly, motionless, with his back to Chen Xingzhu.
From Chen Xingzhu's perspective, he seemed like a towering mountain, impossible to climb.
Chen Xingzhu laughed again.
She found a plaque shimmering with Divine Light in a pile of ashes, held it in her palm, and extended it to Yang Fei.
"See this? This is Wu Zhiqi's General's Token. I've obtained his token, and once I've refined it, I shall be the Demon General."
"From now on, this Demon Domain and countless Demon Race will all serve me, hehehe..."
Chen Xingzhu let out a silver bell-like laugh, both proud and charming.
Yang Fei turned around, looking at Chen Xingzhu indifferently.
"I only care about where the remaining three Crystal Skulls are. Your concerns are irrelevant to me."
A hint of hurt surfaced deep within Chen Xingzhu's eyes, then she giggled coquettishly.
