Wang Xiu couldn't help but roll his eyes. Threats are one thing, but must they always bring up the Great Luo Immortal? Is their Great Luo Immortal so worthless?
"Working for the Demon Race guarantees a bleak end. There's still time to turn back now," Wang Xiu said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back as he fearlessly faced the Holy Envoy.
"Pah! You were born free. To you, the Holy Realm is just a treasure land where you can take your fill and leave. How could you possibly know our suffering?" Flames erupted around the Holy Envoy, his aura fierce and rampant. "Only the great Demon God can grant us freedom and liberate us from this cage!"
Wang Xiu fell silent.
