"Okay." The others nodded their heads.
...
After waiting for nearly two hours, Zhao Xing and his three companions finally found their opportunity.
A plainly dressed member of the Fire Demon Clan passed by the ruined houses.
Suddenly, a dark shadow darted behind him, covered his mouth, and dragged him into the shadows.
"Mmm??"
This member of the Fire Demon Clan was eighth-grade, but he was quickly pulled into the darkness.
"Pfft~"
Before he could react, his throat was slit.
The last scene he saw was someone undressing him.
And beside him stood three familiar figures—his own brethren.
"Brother, why do you want to kill me?"
Confused, the Fire Demon's consciousness faded away.
"Done, this one named Sang Ma is also a caretaker of the Earth Fire Lotus."
"He and Ji Sang, Sangmu, and Sang'er are siblings from the same mother."
Zhao Xing clapped his hands and captured the soul.
