"Pfft!"
A scoff was heard nearby. The Daoist frowned in displeasure, "What? Do you think what I said was wrong?"
"Nonsense!"
The voice of the cloaked figure was hoarse, mocking, "Do you think Yu Nianzhao's abilities are only this little? You underestimate her. If she were so easy to kill, why is your master still recuperating behind closed doors?"
The Daoist's expression was momentarily awkward, then suspicious, "If my master was injured, Yu Nianzhao must be hurt too, right? Now is the perfect time for me to capture her!"
At that moment, he would accomplish a great feat, surpass his senior brother, and perhaps even be granted a position as elder by his master.
The cloaked figure sneered, "Working with you is truly a waste of time."
"You!" The Daoist was furious.
Bam!
At that moment, the door was knocked down, revealing a silent interior.
"Where are the demons?"
The Daoist was shocked, his mouth agape, his jaw almost dropping to the floor.
