"Big brother, aren't you being a bit too patient? If you don't make a move soon, I might just end up dead," Zhuang Zhou complained to the Phantom Demon Snake.

"Who are you talking to?"

The Three-eyed Demon Wolf of the Shadow Clan felt its fur stand on end. Although it didn't turn around, it could sense danger approaching.

"Of course, I'm talking to the one who's going to kill you. Did you really think I came here to die? You have companions, so why can't I have someone to help me?"