Bai Yan's fluent Demon language had completely infuriated Prince Algernon Matthew.
"You are a demon? Good! Let's see what kind of skills this fake demon possesses!"
Prince Algernon Matthew laughed angrily and slowly rose from the blood-colored hexagram.
He shook his black tailcoat, neatly tidied up his clothes in an extremely gentlemanly manner, and pulled out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, throwing them contemptuously in front of Bai Yan.
This was the ritual for a medieval knight to issue a fair challenge to an enemy.
"In my life, I was a knight! I issue you a challenge in accordance with the chivalric code, because you have just insulted my faith!"
Prince Algernon Matthew proudly lifted his head, his gaze filled with disdain and mild mockery as he looked at Bai Yan: "Perfect, I am in need of a sacrifice to the demon, and you, the imposter, look quite fitting!"
Demons are the faith of the Blood Clan, the faith of the Dark Council!
It cannot be defiled by anyone!
