"Father!" Lion Zhan struggled to stand up, gritting his teeth as he glared at Shi Yue, "We absolutely cannot let this Flower Demon go!"
As the Young Clan Leader of the Furious Lion Clan, he had never suffered such humiliation.
Although the Flower Demon hurt him, she paid with her lifespan.
But, this cost is not enough!
He wanted her to die in endless pain and despair.
Shi Yue glanced at Lion Zhan, "Enough. Your injury is not too serious, do not be so aggressive."
"Father!" Lion Zhan thought he misheard and looked at Shi Yue in disbelief.
Shi Yue turned to Ye Wu, "You are somewhat reasonable, these Intermediate Demon Race members are not in mortal danger. Otherwise, the first time I met you, I would have exterminated you."
Ye Wu raised an eyebrow, waiting for his next words.
