Didn't he say he'd treat me like his own flesh and blood?
Now he won't even come to trade himself for me—what kind of "flesh and blood" is that? Liar, he's a big fat liar!
Thinking this, Little Ming King watched as Liu Futong was about to vanish from sight, and Tuotuo shouted, "Liu Futong!"
Liu Futong's steps paused, and Tuotuo said, "Heh, I don't care what's going on in that head of yours. Since you're not willing to trade, then get ready to collect the corpse of your Little Ming King."
"A month from now, I'll be representing the court in holding a Demon-Slaying Conference in the Great Capital. By then I'll invite the heroes of the realm to come watch in the Great Capital, haha… I'll let you see what happens when you oppose the court. Even someone like Han Shantong can't protect his descendants."
"I'll make the whole world know that to stand against the court is to doom your line—no heirs, your entire clan wiped out."
