Moluo Shaye didn't care at all about the success or failure of the war. The outcome of a small world wouldn't affect the overall situation. However, it seemed this human wanted to capture her subordinate—that was unacceptable. This was her person and could not be captured.
With delicate devilish horns adorning her head and a refined face, Moluo Shaye stepped behind Moluo Yuan. "He's with me. Can you return him?"
Chen Jiuge, who had a firm grip on Moluo Yuan's shoulder, looked at the demon beauty in front of him and chuckled lightly, "You can join him."
CRACK.
With immense force, he crushed Moluo Yuan's shoulder and, with a casual toss, threw him in front of the two beasts that had just finished their fight.
"Hmph, you're disrespecting me, and I'm getting angry," Moluo Shaye puffed out her cheeks and raised her finger.
