"It's not that I cannot see clearly or handle things properly. It's just that the Beef-eating Demon People's Magic is too wicked; it cannot be explained by common sense..."
At the same time, when the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer charged straight at Shima Town, and the myriad demon people engaged him fiercely in a duel outside Shima Town, about twenty miles away by a desolate and broken-down village, Second Young Master Meng also sighed softly.
Earlier, the Magic was destroyed, and things backfired, causing him several major losses. This filled him with irritation and anger, yet when the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer charged out, he actually managed to slowly suppress this anger.
He sighed softly again, a hint of self-mockery appearing on his face. "After all, it's just my unfortunate timing, encountering so many Beef-eating Demon People gathered here. But no matter what, if I mess up this task..."
