"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm in a hurry to find something, so I won't be chatting with you any longer." Jin Yao didn't want to get entangled with Ye Wu, and turned to leave.
"Wait." Fire Nether's cold voice suddenly rang out.
Jin Yao frowned and glanced at him, a trace of coldness flickering in his eyes.
He was a dignified prince of the Demon Clan, while Fire Nether was just a measly Furnace.
Ye Wu speaking to him personally was barely acceptable—after all, she had a fine mother, so it wasn't beneath his status.
But what right did Fire Nether have to call out to him?
"That look in your eyes is quite something." Fire Nether raised his eyebrow, wild arrogance on his face. "What, have you already forgotten how I beat your teeth out all over the place in the Secret Realm? Golden-eyed Royal Family, demon prince—so that's all you've got."
There was nothing but contempt in Fire Nether's voice.
"Fire Nether, how can you be so rude?" Ye Wu glanced at Fire Nether.
